Anger management turned out to be an exercise in just that. I spent the majority of the session trying to avoid getting too pissed off with Johnathan. I was extremely happy when an hour had passed and we were allowed to leave. Darc headed straight for the break area so he could smoke, but I had another mission at the moment. I stopped at the nurses’ desk to ask a couple of very important questions; when would I get to see my doctor and whether or not I had any visitors coming tonight. As it turned out, I was next up on Dr. Melcher’s list and my dad and mom were planning on coming by tonight. Maybe today I would get some real answers. I started walking toward the break area.
“Kevin!” I turned around and there was Dr. Melcher walking down the hall toward me. I smiled at him and he directed me in to one of the conference rooms near the nurse’s desk.
“Whatcha got for me today, Kevin? How are you feeling?” He pulled out his clipboard and readied his pen.
“I’m feeling very good. “
“Don’t feel like hurting anybody or yourself today, huh?”
“Nope, nothing like that. I’m really just interested in getting out of here and getting on with my life.”
Not yet.
What the fuck?
“Well, Kevin, you’re almost done with your 5150 hold, but I’m not so sure if you should be released without a little more observation.”
“Why? Its obvious that I’m not going to hurt anybody or anything, why do I have to stay here?”
“Kevin, we just want to make sure. How would you feel if I let you out of here tomorrow and you were back in two days later because you killed someone else? I think we’re going to stay with the week-long visit we talked about before.”
“I was just defending myself.”
“I know, Kevin.” I know. “Was there anything else you’d like to talk about?”
Anything at all?
Oh man.
What do you need, Kevin?
Not you too.
We can’t sit like this for very long, what do you need?
I need a container to carry water in.
I’ll set up a canteen for you. Anything else?
I need my son.
We’re doing our best, Kevin.
I want to see him, I want to get him out of here.
Silence.
Please help me.
Kevin, there are two kinds of people, the kind that help and the kind that hinder. Once you can differentiate between the two, you’ll be much better off.
Please…tell me what to do…
“Okay, Kevin, just a few more days of good behavior and we’ll hopefully have you out of here.”
“Wonderful.” I slowly shook my head in frustration.
“Just do what you’re told and everything will be much easier.” He smiled and stood up. I followed his lead and we left the conference room.
“Kevin!” I turned around and there was Dr. Melcher walking down the hall toward me. I smiled at him and he directed me in to one of the conference rooms near the nurse’s desk.
“Whatcha got for me today, Kevin? How are you feeling?” He pulled out his clipboard and readied his pen.
“I’m feeling very good. “
“Don’t feel like hurting anybody or yourself today, huh?”
“Nope, nothing like that. I’m really just interested in getting out of here and getting on with my life.”
Not yet.
What the fuck?
“Well, Kevin, you’re almost done with your 5150 hold, but I’m not so sure if you should be released without a little more observation.”
“Why? Its obvious that I’m not going to hurt anybody or anything, why do I have to stay here?”
“Kevin, we just want to make sure. How would you feel if I let you out of here tomorrow and you were back in two days later because you killed someone else? I think we’re going to stay with the week-long visit we talked about before.”
“I was just defending myself.”
“I know, Kevin.” I know. “Was there anything else you’d like to talk about?”
Anything at all?
Oh man.
What do you need, Kevin?
Not you too.
We can’t sit like this for very long, what do you need?
I need a container to carry water in.
I’ll set up a canteen for you. Anything else?
I need my son.
We’re doing our best, Kevin.
I want to see him, I want to get him out of here.
Silence.
Please help me.
Kevin, there are two kinds of people, the kind that help and the kind that hinder. Once you can differentiate between the two, you’ll be much better off.
Please…tell me what to do…
“Okay, Kevin, just a few more days of good behavior and we’ll hopefully have you out of here.”
“Wonderful.” I slowly shook my head in frustration.
“Just do what you’re told and everything will be much easier.” He smiled and stood up. I followed his lead and we left the conference room.