Chapter 152 The Therapy

Ryan We all sat at the table having breakfast. We were back from the villa after spending two days there and mum realized that it didn't help to improve my moods and I still didn't find fun in anything. I guessed she didn't want to make everyone else suffer because she was trying to help me. Adam and Rochelle were eager to get back to the town so they could go on dates and hang around before school resumes. Dad had to get back to work and mum was tired of looking at me mope around like I had been injected with all the sadness in the world. I guessed I had. There were days I felt like someone had collected all the sadness in the world into a big basin and tipped the contents down my throat. There were also days that I felt blank and didn't feel anything, not pain, misery or happiness. I snorted at the thought. As if I had anything to be happy about. I wished though that there were more days that I feel blank than days that I ached. "What are your plans for today, children?" Dad a