"I'm tired. I don't want to live anymore; I never asked to be born, nothing works for me, I have to end it."
The rap on the door startled her; "Who's there?" she asked, with tears streaming down her cheeks.
"Pizza-man." The voice answered.
"What do you want?"
Doctor martins had diagnosed Kegel with depression. She’d gone for a check-up to find out why she kept losing weight.
The doctor said she needed counseling. "You’re drowning. Do you have a job?”
“Yes, I do.”
“Are you married?”
“What about your family? Are you close to them?”
Same question she feared.