I step out of the therapy room, feeling a sense of relief and lightness that I hadn't experienced in a long time. The session was exactly what I needed – a safe space to process my emotions and work through my concerns.
I take a deep breath, feeling the cool breeze on my face, and make my hair wriggle in its embrace as I walk out into the fresh air where the birds are still singing their calming melodies—a plus I didn't know I needed until they started chirping again.
As I make my way through the parking lot, I feel a sense of determination growing inside me. I've been putting off facing my parents for too long, and I know it's time to take control of the situation. Even if I know it might not end well, this conversation between us has to happen.
