Visit to the psychiatrists, and the cure to anger

-OK,tell me- says this stressed doctor in my head, that as real people smokes, tired of the constant pulse of life Tick Tock, Tick Tock- tell me woman, what is it?- I feel all the smoke in my body, I feel the necessity to cough but I don’t do it because some how it feels nice, the pain, surrounding me.

-sir- I say and sit back in the chair, invisible to my eyes, it feels comfortable, wait am I in a black room?- well..I have- I pause,for an unknown reason I’m scared- ah…anger

-oh boy!-he says, looks at me and then writes extensively in his notebook. He then stops suddenly amazed, looks up and says- why?

-for many reasons, people specifically

-oh! Should have said that before gal, PEOPLE!- he then throws his notebook away, looks at me seriously and laughs softly, I smile politely. He stops, and looks at me seriously- don’t smile politely- I smile politely again-he looks down disappointed but then approaches to me- fucking stop smiling politely

-I..I’m sorry -I say looking down, still smiling

-no its- he looks to me enraged-not OK, I want you to beat the shit out of me. DO YOU HEAR ME?- he stars to get his jacket off and as impatient as before he smokes a long part of his cigarette and then throws it to be consumed by it self in the darkness, then he puts his face close to mine grabs my fist and puts it in his cheek- BEAT THE SHIT OUT OF ME- he screams

-I can’t do it- I suddenly find my self screaming as well-it’s because you are kind, sir

-no I’m not-he straightens up and then with a smile says- well you are right, I am after all doing a favour giving all this kids the love they deserve

-you are an imaginary psychiatrists, sir, I know you are trying to make me furious because of paedophiles, but that’s not why I am angry, not of those people

-no? Then who?

-me, mainly

-oh boy, that’s a problem-he is now worried

-yeah, Well ,why?

-because-his face frowns- then you cannot beat the shit out of you. I’ll have to do it women, its the only way- he then puts his sleeves up and all was dark.