Chapter 158 Driving Lesson

• The ensuing months passed rather quickly, turning into an endless stretch of days leading up to the Finals. That meant prom was just a week away, which worried Aria as she dragged me about trying to find the "ideal" dress. Tyrone accompanied me to each weekly therapy appointment, and I have to say that deciding to give it another shot was the best choice I've ever made.
• Finally, my nightmares did not happen as often. My last one ended four weeks ago, at the end of April, and it wasn't quite as exhausting as the ones that broke me at the beginning of the year. Perhaps I was improving, or maybe they had decided to take a break. I wasn't entirely certain. But happily, Dr. Emily had sent me for a test, so I was clear to go because I didn't have PTSD.
• I was just a broken child who had experienced something horrible and was plagued by nightmares. That's it.