I sat down in front of the doctor and felt small almost immediately — realizing the power that this professional stranger had over me and my immediate future.
He was the person in charge of either giving me a key to the inside or leaving me locked out on the outside where I had always been.
He was the person in charge of either listening to me and taking the time to believe my concerns, or simply writing me off and handing me a prescription for anti-depressants – a sticking plaster over the truth.
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