Esha nagpal

THE MEANING

I am a recollected memory no one listens, for people I was just a common silent guy afraid of the dark, whenever I couldn't see anything with my eyes open broadly, that sudden torment made me feel blind with my power of sight constantly searching for a tiny beam of light. I would struggle with the thought of seeing the same blackness with my eyes closed or open, my throat would get dry, my hand sweaty, and a nervous stomach. When this started taking a toll on my daily life and my bloody sleep patterns, my parents got concerned and thankfully took me to Dr.Liraz. He may be in his fifties when I met him, he used to wear a calm smile and had a big black mole near his left eyes which would squish whenever he put on his spectacles. He diagnosed me with nyctophobia and often asked me questions which made me pause and thought for a moment. With every therapy session, my parents got more concerned if I ever grew out of it. The day I got my first exposure therapy session made me doubt myself if I am afraid of it, I was exposed to my unburnt room of darkness as I was told to face my fear to an extent that it no longer triggers the feeling of perturbation or anxiety.