?So, Josephine, why are you here today?? The Doctor peered at Joey, who was draped over an over sized chair through small wire framed glasses.
?Don?t call me Josephine.? Joey snapped at the Doctor.
A few notes were scribbled into the yellow legal pad the Doctor held. ?Mmhmm. Why don?t you like to be called Josephine??
?Because I go by Joey or Jo?.? Idly, Jo? scratched at her arm and looked around the room. Beige walls were lined with book cases and short vases held bamboo shoots and other small plants. The office was fairly plain and simple, but it was much more inviting that most Doctor?s offices.
?So, Joey, why are you here today??
?Because?? Shifting in the chair, Jo? tucked her feet up beneath her.
?Maybe this was a bad idea. I shouldn?t be here. I really don?t need to be here.?
?You came for a reason didn?t you? Perhaps you should tell me about that and then we can decide if you should be here or not. I?m not here to judge you Joey, I?m here to listen and help you, if you want.?
Jo?s teeth snapped together and she huffed softly. ?I f*cked up.?
?What makes you say that??
?My life. I f*cked up my life. I just want to get it back on track. Figure out what the hell is wrong with me. Figure out why I keep making the same mistakes over and over.? Joey let out a long breath and ran a hand through her long hair. Once her fingers reached the ends, she grabbed a few strands and stared down at them between her fingers and started toying with them; distracting herself.
?What mistakes do you feel you?ve made??
?A lot. I screw up my friendships. I get into the wrong relationships. I know, what I do. I just don?t know why I keep doing it.?
?Let?s start with your friendships Joey. Do you keep close friends? People that you confide in??
?I did.?
?Did??
Joey nodded and flicked her hair back over her shoulder. ?I used to have a few good friends here. But, I?m not very good at being a friend. I?m not good at being constant? at being there for people. You know??
The Doctor nodded and waved Joey on with one hand, while continuing to write with the other.
? I?ve got a lot of associates. A lot of people I know. But close friends? I?ve only had a few and I?m not good at staying in touch. Part of me doesn?t really like to.?
?Why is that??
?People hurt you.?
?Hurt you??
?Yeah. They?re unreliable. They?re selfish. They use you. It?s hard to accept that not everyone is like that. Like London. He?s the best friend I?ve ever had and I think I?ve even managed to screw things up with him.?
?Why??
?I?m like some kind of emotional leech or something. I?m there when I need him. I?m not there when he needs me. I?m selfish and I know it. I miss him, but I don?t know how to make things right again. He doesn?t approve of some of the things I do. Says I?m going to get him killed because I?m always up to no good. Or something like that.?
?He sounds like he cares.?
?He does. I know that.?
?So why are you distancing yourself from him then??
Joey shrugged. ?I?m no good for him. I don?t like to make him worry. If I?m not around and he doesn?t see me doing all the stupid things I do, then he can?t worry as much. Besides, it?s hard to be close to people, like I said. I?m not really a fan of having to rely on anyone but myself.?
The doctor nodded and made a few more notations. Joey watched her nervously now, thinking she had said too much.
?Don?t call me Josephine.? Joey snapped at the Doctor.
A few notes were scribbled into the yellow legal pad the Doctor held. ?Mmhmm. Why don?t you like to be called Josephine??
?Because I go by Joey or Jo?.? Idly, Jo? scratched at her arm and looked around the room. Beige walls were lined with book cases and short vases held bamboo shoots and other small plants. The office was fairly plain and simple, but it was much more inviting that most Doctor?s offices.
?So, Joey, why are you here today??
?Because?? Shifting in the chair, Jo? tucked her feet up beneath her.
?Maybe this was a bad idea. I shouldn?t be here. I really don?t need to be here.?
?You came for a reason didn?t you? Perhaps you should tell me about that and then we can decide if you should be here or not. I?m not here to judge you Joey, I?m here to listen and help you, if you want.?
Jo?s teeth snapped together and she huffed softly. ?I f*cked up.?
?What makes you say that??
?My life. I f*cked up my life. I just want to get it back on track. Figure out what the hell is wrong with me. Figure out why I keep making the same mistakes over and over.? Joey let out a long breath and ran a hand through her long hair. Once her fingers reached the ends, she grabbed a few strands and stared down at them between her fingers and started toying with them; distracting herself.
?What mistakes do you feel you?ve made??
?A lot. I screw up my friendships. I get into the wrong relationships. I know, what I do. I just don?t know why I keep doing it.?
?Let?s start with your friendships Joey. Do you keep close friends? People that you confide in??
?I did.?
?Did??
Joey nodded and flicked her hair back over her shoulder. ?I used to have a few good friends here. But, I?m not very good at being a friend. I?m not good at being constant? at being there for people. You know??
The Doctor nodded and waved Joey on with one hand, while continuing to write with the other.
? I?ve got a lot of associates. A lot of people I know. But close friends? I?ve only had a few and I?m not good at staying in touch. Part of me doesn?t really like to.?
?Why is that??
?People hurt you.?
?Hurt you??
?Yeah. They?re unreliable. They?re selfish. They use you. It?s hard to accept that not everyone is like that. Like London. He?s the best friend I?ve ever had and I think I?ve even managed to screw things up with him.?
?Why??
?I?m like some kind of emotional leech or something. I?m there when I need him. I?m not there when he needs me. I?m selfish and I know it. I miss him, but I don?t know how to make things right again. He doesn?t approve of some of the things I do. Says I?m going to get him killed because I?m always up to no good. Or something like that.?
?He sounds like he cares.?
?He does. I know that.?
?So why are you distancing yourself from him then??
Joey shrugged. ?I?m no good for him. I don?t like to make him worry. If I?m not around and he doesn?t see me doing all the stupid things I do, then he can?t worry as much. Besides, it?s hard to be close to people, like I said. I?m not really a fan of having to rely on anyone but myself.?
The doctor nodded and made a few more notations. Joey watched her nervously now, thinking she had said too much.