Chapter Thirteen

River

"My mom is back in my life," I share with my therapists.

"How do you feel about that?" she asks.

"I'm not sure yet. It's still a bit strange to have her back in my life, especially knowing that it was my father's fault, not mine."

"What do you mean?" my therapist inquires.

Ugh, it frustrates me when she does that. "My mother left our family because my father constantly gave her drugs and made her an addict. My father wanted to reconnect with his high school sweetheart, but she was already married. There's a suspicion that my father may have done something to Rock's dad, according to my mom and Rock."

"That's a serious accusation," she responds skeptically.

"No kidding," I reply sarcastically.

"Alright, let's shift gears and talk about work. Have you returned to work yet?"

"Yes, but I still experience extreme anxiety."

"Is the medication I prescribed helping at all?"

"Yes, but sometimes it feels like the dosage may not be high enough."

"Well, I can prescribe a slightl