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Maya has OCD.
Diane said what happened in the past period of time destroyed her inner sense of order because things are beyond her control but she had to endure it,so she used running to repair it.
Diane said that this does not mean that she can no longer run, but she just needs to avoid running when she is depressed or angry.
Maya was finally able to have a good sleep after talking with Diane.
When she woke up today she felt like she needed to go for a run, not the self-torturing running she had before but a run to empty her mind.
O ld habits die hard .
"Kiddo?"
And look where her mind leads her.
"Hey,Dad." The person Maya least wants to see in this world.She never saw her dad since she told him she's about to getting married with a woman.
In fact, Maya couldn't tell whether this was her imagination or reality because she recently hear his voice all the time,it's driving her crazy.
But the next second she knew it must be reality.
"I heard you got demoted."The blue eyed man said.
Not"hi",Not"what happened",Not even"why are you here",the only thing matter is the finish line.
So ... him.
"Yes,Dad."
Maya is not curious about how he knew.Being demoted was once a thorn in her heart,but none of this mattered anymore after she got 5150 by her wife.
He sneered through his nose and walked away as if she was trash.
Losers are dead to me.She could hear his voice without him even saying it out loud.
"Bye,Dad.And thanks for the inspiring speech."She's glad she still has her sense of humor.
She hasn't spoken to anyone except Diane in weeks. Well,maybe count her Dad If that counts as a conversation.She just shut herself off completely.
Maya suddenly wanted to talk to someone.Anyone.Anything.
So She looked through the contacts.
Carina?NO,Her wife had moved out of the apartment before she was discharged and no longer spoke to her.
But she missed her wife so much that her whole body ached, and now she just wanted to hear her voice.
Voicemail,Of course.
Andy?She used to be her best friend,maybe she is the last person on earth who doesn't hate her because she always brought food and medicine to the apartment and shared news from the station even though Maya just lied on the couch and ignored her.
Voicemail again,guess she's on shift.
Maya looked through the list and found that she had no one to contact except Diane.
Diane is friendly,but Diane is not a friend.
Now she's a little sad about this.
"Hey,are you okay?"A woman approached with caution.
"Yeah,fine,I guess.What's the problem?Do you need help?"Maya activated her firefighter mode.
"No...It's just...um..."The woman said hesitantly,"You have been sitting in my front door chair all day,and it's raining now,so..."
"Oh!Right!I was just thinking...I'm leaving now,I'm so sorry,I'm really really sorry."Maya knew the whole process, the woman would call 911, and 911 would transfer the call to Crisis One ,blahblahblah.
She doesn't wanna be treated like a psychopath.Again.Especially by her fellows from Crisis...
Wait,Crisis One.
She had to admit that she might have mental health issues,but the station,they were all trained by Crisis One,how come no one noticed her problem?
A dark though came to her mind.
They are letting it.
Dad voice whispered.