Stop, and listen.

A girl wakes up, and puts her hand to her head as it's throbbing in pain. She can't really remember much of last night, and doesn't care to. After all, that was the point. Everything's blurry and she can barely see. She lights a cigarette, and rubs her eyes. She doesn't want to leave her room today, or any day for that matter. She doesn't get it, this whole life thing. She doesn't understand the pain she's had to endure. Inside her heart is shattered and in need of repair, but no one reaches out to her. They've cast her aside.
She's lost care for herself, and her life.

Is there an answer? A help for her?

A son never felt accepted by his father. He was aloof, and too self-absorbed to notice his son constantly vying for his attention. The son is driven by nothing more than to win his fathers acceptance and approval; but never does. He begins to form his self-worth around his accomplishments and the approval of others. He becomes a success in the financial district. But with one tick of the clock, everything he's built his life on crashes before his very eyes.
He falls to his knees in despair, and questions the meaning of it all.

Is there an answer for him? A meaning?

A child acts out. He constantly screams in the classroom, and every book placed in his hands is chucked across the room. The teachers can't handle him and call in his parents. The mother arrives alone, the father's at work. The bags under her eyes provides the only color to her pale face. She says she doesn't understand why her son is acting the way he is; and never cares to.
He's prescribed pills to tame him. He becomes apathetic, and his rage is cast aside. He grows up thinking no one cares enough to deal with him. Feelings of rejection transpire into an addiction that's spiraled out of control.
He's lost his home. He's lost his soul.

Is there any help for him? Is there an answer?

A psychologist treats the girl, the unemployed man, and the drug-addicted outcast. Her interest in the field started in her early twenties. She's longed to make sense of the dysfunction in her own life. She has yet to come to any real conclusions; it's all theory. She tries her best to help her patients, but she knows they'll be back week after week. The relief she provides is only temporary.
She wants to help, and her heart breaks as shes come to
realize - she can't.

What's their answer?


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