My first visit from my parents was about to begin, all I had to do was wait without having an anxiety attack. Eddie and Campbell were working the radio.

"Up next we got a request from Margie or Margaret to others who has happily requested a hit from Lesley Gore, here is Sunshine, Lollipops, and Rainbows," Eddie said.

Margie smiled. She was this sweet young girl, younger than me and Campbell. She was singing the song quietly to herself as we sat together. Her gentle singing only helped with my anxiety a little bit. We sang the last bits.

"Cause you're in love...you're in love...and love is here to staaaaaayyyy!"

As soon as we were done, I was still breathing heavily and my chest was hurting.

"Are you alright Pegs?"

"First visitation...just nervous."

"There's no reason, visits are for immediate family like parents and siblings."

"Aye, I know."

I never told them why I tried to kill myself, any of them, not even my new best friends. When? Soon. Isabel walked in the lounge.

"Peggy, your parents are here."

I took one last deep breath.

"Don't be nervous, it's your parents."

"I know."

Seriously, they have no idea. I walked in the little visiting room, there was my parents. Both of them were in their early fifties, Mum had a kind looking face and Dad had a not so kind looking face. They both smiled as I walked in with Isabel behind me.

"Hi dear!" Mum said.

"Hello Peggy!" Dad said.

We all smiled as Isabel left, as soon as she closed the door, Dad's expression changed from happy to judgemental and mean, that made my chest hurt.

"What in God's name are you wearing?" Dad asked.

"A plain white t-shirt."

"From now on, when we visit you, at least look presentable!"

"Yes sir," I replied trembling.

"You know you're wasting my money with you being here, you're in this asylum, with a green bracelet on, here for trying to commit a sinful act on yourself, it's damn embarrassing for me! You wanna know why?"

"You're a priest," I said.

"That's right, I'm the reverend of our church, I'm a man of God, and you committing such sins will tarnish my reputation!"

I looked at Mum, she was just sitting there letting him scold me for my illness.

"Don't look at her, I'm talking to you!"

I looked back at him, his face was redder than a tomato.

I have no idea how long the visitation was, it felt like a blur from high blood pressure and stress. By the time it was over, I was feeling dizzy walking out of the room after my parents did. I stumbled to the nearest waste basket in case I was gonna puke but when I got to it, I passed out.

I woke up in my bed, Francine and Rosalie were by the bed like they were waiting for me to wake. I let out a sigh which got their attention.

"Oh Pegs!" Francine whispered.

"What happened sweetheart!?" Rosalie asked.

"I saw you pass out, we were so worried about you!"

I sat up slowly.

"I feel better now, I was overwhelmed with anxiety. It felt like I was being buried alive!"

"Oh I know the feeling lass," Rosalie said.

I looked around the room for a few seconds.

"Where's the guys...Campbell and Fergus?"

"They're waiting in the lounge since they're not allowed in here, Fergus decided not to escape today since he's so worried about you."

"Let's go to the lounge, tell them I'm ok."

Francine helped me up, but as soon as we were in the doorway, Isabel stopped us.

"Peggy, what're you doing up?"

"I feel ok Isabel."

"Well let's go back in the room and check your vitals."

I sat back down on my bed, Isabel listened to my heart.

"Just breathe normally."

I did what she said and after less than a minute, she was finished.

"Hold on, let me check your blood pressure, I'll go get the sphygmomanometer."

She was gone for only a few seconds, she walked right back in the room and wrapped the cuff around me. The cuff got tighter and tighter until finally it was deflated.

"Your blood pressure and heart is normal, you can go see the rest of your friends in the lounge."

"Thanks Isabel," Francine said.

I slowly walked to the lounge with Francine and Rosalie behind me. Fergus and Campbell were at one of the tables looking worried for a loved one.

"Here she is, she's alright," Francine said with her arm wrapped around me.

They got up and quickly walked to me.

"Pegs what happened?" Campbell asked as he hugged me.

"I passed out," I replied.

"We know you passed out, the question is why!?"

Fergus nudged his friend kinda hard.

"Ah...sorry that was rude. Really, what happened?"

"Well...it was a combination of anxiety from pre-visitation nervousness and the anxiety from the visitation itself. Anxiety and anxiety. It caused me to have an attack and pass out as soon as they left."

"You poor lass," Francine said.

"Why is that...all the anxiety?" Fergus asked.

I didn't wanna tell them.

"Guys...I'll be ok."

Fergus was concerned but he, as well as the rest of them just shrugged it off. Suddenly, a white haired man walked down the little corridor to the lounge.

"Dad?"

That guy was Campbell's father, they went off to talk.

A while later, I was sketching in my sketchbook but I couldn't get an idea on what to draw. I rested my chin on my fist. I thought of telling my friends by drawing what I went through at home. First, I drew myself, I drew my secondary school uniform. CRASH! It was thunder scaring the bloody daylights out of me. Thunder always startles the blood out of me.

"Jesus sweetheart, I never seen anyone startled like that over thunder," Francine said.

"I heard no news of a storm this morning...it caught me off gaurd."

She patted me on the back.