She shuffled along cream carpet, past clear plastic cases attached to the wall that contained pamphlets on topics like depression, eating disorders and anxiety. A sad collection of fishing and wildlife magazines, address labels cut from them in perfect rectangles, were dispersed around the waiting room.

After alerting the receptionist to her arrival, she sat in the chair closest to the office area. She glanced at the middle-aged woman who sat in the corner by a philodendron thoughtlessly thumbing through magazines. A convivial woman with badly permed hair would eventually call her name and lead her to the psychiatrist's office.