[Stories on a Theme – a weekly theme that I use as a spring board for short stories over the weekend. Catch up with the posts on my IG]
Elise lent her head against the glass window. The steady pitter patter of the raindrops on the glass lulled her anxiety to calm, just for a moment. She could feel the cold of the window seeping into her skull, freezing her anxious thoughts in their place.
In that moment, she wondered what it would be like to not have a thousand worries crowding her mind every day. If this calmness, this stillness, was what normal people felt every damn day?
She wished she could have it, for more than just a moment. To have a reprieve from the battle and the constant exhaustion of stress.
But that wasn’t how wishes worked. It wasn’t how the world worked. Wishes wouldn’t make her mental health any better, only medicine would.
She glanced across to the table, with the pack of tablets and the glass of water. A new drug, another dosage. Another go at trying to find peace.
Elise looked out of the window, at the rain pattering against the glass. She would take the drugs, in a moment.
For now, she would just enjoy the rain.