She wanted to say that she could handle the treatments                they threw at her but no matter how tough she was, no-                body was strong enough to stand those things. Did they                do electroshock here? Lobotomies? It kinda freaked her                out. She sunk further into the chair and rested her arms                on the arm rests of the chair. ❝Yeah, I have.❞

           He sighed and let the sound of a pen fill the            silence. His main goal was to rehabilitate her, not            to be her friend. The sooner he got through             patients, the sooner he was paid, the sooner he            didn’t have to see them again. It was a vicious            cycle. “And have you acted on them?”