Chapter 10
“In all honesty,” Dr. Zielinski said finally, sitting back in his chair as Jayden finished recounting what had happened on Sunday, “I don’t think we need to be overly concerned just yet.”
Jayden chewed on the edge of his lip. Darren, who had said very little throughout the appointment, took his hand and squeezed it gently. Jayden laced their fingers together.
“Despite the emphasis placed on talking therapy, it doesn’t always help,” the doctor said flatly. “Some people are simply not built to open up, or open up in the environment that a counselling office creates. That is why anonymous phone lines or forums, or family members and loved ones themselves can be equally vital to helping a patient who is suffering.”
Jayden swallowed. Samaritans, the voice in his head piped up. He
