Touching Oblivion (Tasting Madness, #2)

by Albany Walker

She’s shaking her head before I can even finish my statement, and I know what she’s going to say, so I stop her with my finger pressed against her lips. “I wasn’t asking, sweetness.” She looks down at her lap, removing my touch from her skin. “Yes, sir.”

Idk why but every time something like this has happened it pisses me off and make me hate him a little more

I don’t tell him I spent years in and out of treatment for months at a time. That it’s not just an anxiety disorder or a plea for attention. There is definitely something different about me, and someday, it might get worse.

In what universe would someone with that psych history only be on Xanax and have “anxiety”??? She’d 1000% also be on an SSRI and maybe even an antipsychotic. That’s what I was expecting because I thought she heard VOICES not had anxiety. How boring, I was expecting some realistic medication here

I need my pills.

Again like no way that Xanax helps with VOICES

what if she realizes that my attitude and need for control are too much to deal with

They are too much to deal with, you basically treat her as a subhuman