War is Over - A Future InspirationWhenever people begin to speak about what happened ten years ago, I get uneasy. What if what I am doing is wrong? If the others knew, what would they think? What would they do? Even though my hands are clean, others claim to see blood upon them. What have I ever done to you? That was ten years ago. None of us were even there, so why is the same angry sentiment being carried on?Some say that I have brought disaster. Some say that I need to conform. What have I ever done to them? What good is life if you do not step out of your comfort zone? What is the point of living if you can't be your own person? I learned that lesson years ago and now I believe it is time for the others to do the same. I can no longer be the black sheep who stands up for what is truly right. What happened ten years ago was ten years ago. This is now. The anger and the war should be over.
MENDOTA Ch. 2 - Therapy"How long has it been since the accident?"The psychiatrist looks up from her notes and stares at me. "Well?" she asks. "About a week," I answer. "Have you been able to go to school at all this past week? she asks. "Yes," I answer, "but only for a few days; I've been really out of it. Luckily, there was not a lot of work to make up.""Do you have a job?""Yes, but one can only do so much with frequent dizzy spells.""And I assume that you have been driving yourself to school and work.""Yes, I drove to school the day after the accident""I didn't feel that bad when I woke up, so I decided to go to school. I ended up swerving the entire time to school and I spent nearly all of first hour in the bathroom. I was so close to puking, so the teacher sent me to the nurse who said I should see a doctor."The psychiatrist continues to type rapidly on her netbook before she stops to ask more questions. "You hit your head on a wooden dock, correct?" she asks"Yes," I confirm."And you continued t