CHAPTER 4

An EBT is an evidentially based treatment that reduces behavioral based manners like tantrums and impusitivity. About 7 percent of children aged 3 years old to 17 deal with anxiety and three percent deal with depression unimaginable. The case is much worse for children the age of Adulf Cain, age 12 to 17 more prone to major depressive episodes.

This meant that 13.3 percent of the kids in the united states, of the US population are in need of an urgent psychological help.

The therapist considered the reasons for her client's state.

Alcohol, unsure. His environment, UK, she strongly opionated that something had been wrong in the dorm Damaris Cain had abandoned him at in a school, at one time. For 6 months. Family history perharps, his unknown physical ailment that she could not make a conclusive assumption of its symptoms since he was bloody mute. Did he go through many stressful life events? Sure did, but he was way richer, or better before the crash of the families revenue.

Dr montoya was sitting in her dinning, hearing the whistling curtains, but fighting not to pay any attention to it. She grasped the disarrayed photo of Ursa Pearson and that of Adulf Cain in her hands.

She had explained to Ursa how her thoughts led to her feelings--and not her feelings to her thoughts.

This was a psychological trick.

This was the secrete that save many from the ugly claws of sadness.

She examined Ursas beliefs, and was able to quickly show the child how and where she was distorting her own thoughts and accepting illogicalities.

It did not work in the case of Adulf Cain, he did know he was depressed, but he had no interest whatsoever in getting rid of the disorder.

"You need help Cain. "She said"let me help you. "

He looked at her insolently"you don't have to insult me. "

"I'm not-right, fine. I'm sorry if you take aiding for-. "

"I agreed to be here on a term, if you aren't willing to accept, Mrs moorman then I'll call my mom and we can go home. "

"What terms? "

"I want you to give me a kiss. "He stated"on the mouth. "

She remembered how she had heard it, she tried to. Not the way she was thinking it now, no. He didn't say it seductively. His voice seemed raw and wicked. The therapist did not see that coming. His gaze remained completely bored, innocent in its own way.

Dr montoya was shorked and not shorked.

She felt furious and calm.

She felt pleasure.

She remembered Brailie loftings who was taking over most of her clients. Brailie had failed Adulf, montoya would not.

"Yes, ok--. "She tried to laugh"but not on the mouth. I am not molly, or Ursa. I am 39 years old, older than your mother. "

"I don't give a damn. "

"You'll have to. "

They made a fair exchange of gazes.

"Look. "She continued"you'll have to give up acting superman and talk to me, like the mother you want Damaris to be. "

"That's what? "

She pushed the folder"a questioniare for you. We're going to be fiding out if you're ok. "

"I'm not. "

"Well, don't you-"

He flung the questioniare, trying to get up.

"Mind I ask them myself? "

"That'll be much ok. "He said, sitting down.

Dr Montoya was surprised of how much relief she got seeing him sit back down on the chair.

"I know its going to drive down to asking why or if I ever got frustrated and angry-. "

"And if this is a daily occurance for you, yes. "She replied.

"You seem very collected Mrs moorman. "He said"but I know you're unhappy yourself. "

Now she did not smile. Even an attack on her image from a twelve year old still had Its stings. "Why'd you say so? "

"Let's discuss me, Mrs moorman. "He said"its the reason we're both here. "

"You're much intelligent than I credited you for. "She smiled"yes, I'm a little unhappy. But sadness doesn't mean you're depressed. When it takes a span of weeks and then months and into a years, its called a depression. Anybody can be sad. "

"Everyone should be. "He said.

"What do you mean? "

He did not respond.

"You're intentionally detaching yourself, Mr Cain. You are struggling to make yourself robotic to the things you're feeling for the situations around you. "

"This is the much reason I doubt anyone's prowess to help me. "

"Its my job. "

"You're doing it poorly. "

"God, cain-"

"Mrs moorman? "

"Yes? "

"You mentioned my name. "

"How so? "

"How so what? "

"How so am I doing my job poorly? "

"You're the therapist find out. "

"If you can't give me any details. "She motioned on the blank questioniare "I can't really prescribe--. "

"Wasn't talking about me. You this time. You're doing your job poorly. You are the problem. You find out how. "

"Alright. Let's not drift from you. "

"I'll be ready to find out if I'm mentally unstable. Isn't it obvious to you anyway without the questioniare? "

"Have you--. "

"No. Haven't gone through it before... Alright, yes. But it was a long time. I'll take only 22 questions. You'll bore me out, but I'll manage, for the sake of the kiss. "

She resisted the need to slap his face. She resisted the need to kiss him. She wanted to laugh. The therapist did thread her steps carefully. She knew this was someone with the record of an intransigent bullheaded nature and an awful manarism the only way to thank anybody who tried to care.

Adulf Cain raised a brow at her.

"Answer your first assumption. "She said"it was what I was likely going to ask. "

"Yes, I am very unhappy. I think I am always numb. Not right now to speak particularly of. "

"So its more of an occasional feeling right? "She asked.

"Don't be stupid! "He replied suddenly"you sound like barney and friend. Don't talk to me like I'm three years old. "

"You're twelve. "She hoped he did not catch the sacarsm. "Twelve years olds are not to be having sex and taking drugs, your studies gone, you get terrible results. "

"You're too wrong. I get As. Check the records. I've never gotten a B in hallmarks academy. What's wrong with sex? "

"You aren't above the the age of consent. If this wasn't a confidential talk between your mom and I youd-"

"Give me a reason I shouldn't have sex-"

"You aren't psychologically prepared for it, at this age you should be guided-you have no idea what you really want"

"Do I look like I don't know what I want? "

She sighed"truth be told no. But-"

"That's all I want to hear, Mrs moorman. I know what I want. I want to have sex and take stash some white lady in my jeans, other kids might not know what they want out of this shithole but I do. "

Now she was shorked.