From the scratch chapter 3/18

Time went so fast. It’s already 8 PM. I returned to my house as I promised to Christina and rang the Call bell even if. I had the house key with me and Christina opened the door. She seemed like anxious. I tried to calm her down and at ease as I could. Can we start listening ear session a soon as possible if you are read. I can’t talk about myself now and not at all ready. I thought it may help you but take time if not ready that’s why I mentioned if it brings stress to you don’t even try for that. Forget about the conversation. Forget about the listening ear and we will have dinner and both of us will go to sleep. I cannot call sick tomorrow I already called sick today. I want to talk to Chris , I think it may help me and I can’t stay here for long. Can you start the conversation first Chris? I started talk therapy. I my mind is racing now , I did my masters in IT from back home in. Bangalore and came here in New York to do the second masters degree and working, I was working the company same company as I am working at present gave me alien card along with my job in nutshell. I got the green card when I came to the United States. I was working in an American company in Bangalore prior to this so basically like transfer within the same company but different location I was raised by a single parent. My mom is the best I will say because it’s my mom. She went through a lot for raising me up to this level especially with college expenses , dorm fee and college tuition. She worked so much overtime . she skipped the lunches and evening snacks as her work was like that she used to collect clams from the lake. she will go She will go to work 6 AM and come home approximately 8 PM every single day except Sunday. It was very tough for me because I had to make my own breakfast lunch and dinner and when I was in college, the tuition feed deadline was really hard I had to take myself out of the classes and had two days back in so it was so tough.
I will start my story and she started talking about herself. She told me she born and brought up in in New York. She has a brother called john is old and he is six year older than her. Her mom passed away and father married again. The lady he married is very nice but somehow she cannot get along with her and she doesn’t like her because she cannot place anyone in her mother‘s place, the person she has the most in her life is a grandfather. She has a software degree and certificationin IT . She also did MBA. She’s currently working in her grandpa‘s IT firm named after grandpa Frank and sons. Her mother that is haunting her. Her mother died of liver cancer came as a shock as it spreaded every where before even diagnosed . It was at the fourth stage and just like the doctors told them she lived another six months less than a year she passed away . My stress level and anxiety went higher and higher, I started on occasional drinking and later a lot of hard liquor and at times too hard to concentrate because I am too depressed. and anxious I went to the psychiatrist and he gave me Lexapro once a day and psychotherapy .I did couple of sessions of talk therapy with psychologist and I got better but I stopped taking medication recently and back to the previous stage part of which Chris saw on the bridge. It was extreme stress at home and with relationship and not taking the meds along with not following with the psychiatrist made a big mess. My grandpa was in the hospital related to some pneumonia so basically I didn’t have nobody to talk to and I was afraid. Grandpa also will also die just like my mom did and I was terrified. Christina summed up her story and took a deep sigh and looked at my eyes as she was waiting for me to say something to her.
They were lots of sentences we both shared, but both of us were not talking and silence spread the room and I couldn’t say anything and she doesn’t want to continue the conversation or talk. I said we will watch a movie after dinner. She said yes what do you like to have, we both said Italian food, we ordered in Italian food and glass of wine with food which we both cherished and both of us went to sleep. She slept in the living room. I slept in my room. Somehow she was snoring and I couldn’t sleep, but I didn’t complain.