Chapter 10

For next two months I keep on having same imagination again and again. I slowly understood that my imagination are my inner most desire.

Six months went by meditation, counseling, group counseling and so on.

Finally I could go home.

When I went to my room, I felt like it was someone else room. So went and slept next to my parents.

Next day I woke up, my parents already left to work. There was a note on the table next to a credit card and car key "use it wisely"

After breakfast I went to my room started cleaning it. While cleaning I found some pills, they were tempting but I strong enough to threw them away. I took the trash out and came back to my room. It was empty but still didn't feel right. I realized it was the painting, black and neon color that gave a weird vibe. So I decided to redo the painting.

I headed towards the hardware store near by. I brought some decor and head to paint section. I saw Jack there. My first thought was to walk away but I still stayed there.

He saw me. "Deb, you are out of rehab? That's good! Are you coming back to work? Everyone miss you, you should come by evening to our old place…" Jack kept on blabbing.

"Jack! yeah my rehab is over and I won't be coming back to work. Tell everyone that I miss them too but Im busy so I can't come. Bye, take care"

telling that I headed to the counter. Then I brought some groceries and headed back home.