I sit here in my psychiatrist's office, waiting. The black and yellow fish in the aquarium keep giving me secret messages and the voices in my head are constantly telling me I'm a low-life not worthy of living.
Oh gawd, the damn fish is talking to me again!
“SHUT IT SHARK BAIT!”
Doc won't be happy with me because I won't take my meds. But, I hate them. They make me feel worse. The voices tell me not to take them or they'll kill me. Oh God it hurts so much to be confused! I'm so confused.
Should I tell the doc about the messages from the black and yellow fish? Hell no, he'll think I'm crazy. I don't want him to think I'm crazy. Everyone else thinks I'm crazy because I hear voices.
I wish the voices would stop being mean to me. I wish they would just be nice.
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Thank you to Sonya O. for loaning us the photo for our prompt this week.
This is my submission for the challenge, Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers. We are given a prompt photo and between 75-175 words with which to write our stories. This challenge is open to all who would like to participate. To find out more, please click on this link FFfAW.