So I carefully opened the hospital door
As we entered, the nurses greeted us with bright smiles and guided us.
And the faintly spreading scent of herbs and roses fills the tip of the nose.
Is it because of the lingering scent? My mind is tense and anxious.
Before I knew it, those feelings were gradually brought about by the scent.
I changed to stability. For some reason, my heart went there.
The nurse called my name and then
He guided me to the examination room.
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Clinic
"Hello..? Um..? Are you not here...?"
"Ah... sorry... he went to wash his hands. He'll be back in a moment."
"Ah....yes....."
(I was looking around the examination room until the doctor came. Because it was different from a regular psychiatric treatment room. Sky blue wallpaper, a chick ballpoint pen in a pencil holder, and a puppy doll. It looked more like a pediatrics department than a psychiatric department. After some time, I heard some noises, and a cute man wearing a doctor's gown approached me.)
"Ah, hello. Sorry I'm late, right? Let's get through this together."
(The doctor looked me in the eye warmly and smiled brightly. He looked like an angel and a fairy. Can I trust him? Can I tell him about my past?)