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Out Of Control:(Incest/Taboo)>Ep49

"I cannot say for certain," Dr. Pulisic replied, running his hand over his bald pate. It was a nervous habit, he

knew, but that didn't mean he could stop doing it. "There are straces, sof your vitals are a bit strange,

but nothing that points to a specific culprit. We also tested the medication that Christine provided. There's

nothing in there that should be having this effect on you, but this is the risk with taking any medication that

hasn't been prescribed by a doctor." Here he glared over at Christine -- she should have known better. To her

credit, she seemed suitably chastened.

"So that's it?" Lexi asked, "It's just gone?"

"Well, clearly the effect of the medication is ongoing," Dr. Pulisic said, "Regardless of whether or not the chemical

is still in your bloodstreams."

"But there aren't any other consequences," Christine said, "I mean, long term."

"As | said, sof you have sstrange blood test results that | have to assare connected to the

medication you took, but nothing that | can confirm with confidence. There's no finding that's consistent across

all of you however, and | have no reason to think it's anything harmful. | would ask that you cback to retake

the tests and be sure, however."

"Well that's good news, | guess," Austin said.

"In the meantime, however, we have to focus on your current problem which at this point is behavioral. I've

spoken to my colleague who interviewed you, Dr. Kim, and we've agreed on a course of action going forward. You

need to go back to living your normal lives."

The family all looked around nervously. But, pointedly, not at each other. Dr. Pulisic smiled. "I don't mean right

away. This has clearly had in incredible impact on all of you. It's a trauma, like PTSD, and you need to work

slowly to make incremental change in your lives. Build yourselves back up again."

To Dr. Pulisic's delight, the family was all nodding along with him. He'd expected an argument, but at this point

he was pretty sure if he told them he was going to give them electric shocks they'd agree to that, too. They all

seemed so defeated. It made him feel even more depressed than before. He couldn't wait to go hand hug

his own family, this reminder of the darker fates this world could provide.

The Campbells were legitimately nice people, successful, who'd found themselves in a nightmare from which

they could not escape. What had they done to deserve this? Dr. Pulisic couldn't say. It was easier to talk them

through the next steps than consider the implications.

"First of all, | want you all to take it easy on yourselves," Dr. Pulisic continued, "No one here is at fault. You've all

undergone a tremendous amount of stress and you should feel proud of yourselves for coping with that, not

ashamed. Now, | want you to go hand take it easy. If you need notes fromexempting you from work or

school, | will write up whatever you need. Not to worry, | will not disclose what happened -- only that you've

undergone something very traumatic and that it's medically necessary for you to stay hfor a while."

Again, the whole family nodded. They seemed, if not relieved, then at least less miserable than they were before

he'd started talking.

"Start finding small ways to enjoy life again. Go for a walk outside and enjoy the fresh air. Do a chore -- one

simple thing like going shopping or doing the dishes -- and let yourself feel a real sense of accomplishment for

completing it. Get a good night's sleep every night, eat healthy, and stay away from alcohol or drugs. Does that

sound OK?"

"I mean, it all sounds fine," James said, "It always sounds fine. But then I... We get into these situations where

everything feels out of control."

"Don't start all at once," Dr. Pulisic said, "Take little steps. Small things you know you can accomplish. Then try

something a little bit harder each time. It's like physical therapy, but for your mind. If you have ACL surgery, you

don't go out and run a mile the next day. You start slow, with rest and then careful stretching. You start walking,

then running. One day you get up and it's like your leg was never injured. So, it will be with you. With this. But

only if you take care of each other, respect yourselves and your family, and work to make things better."

There was a long silence. Finally, Molly mumbled, "Thank you, Dr. Pulisic."

"Yes, thank you, Josip," Christine said. The rest of the family said their thanks. They slowly stood and gathered

their things.

"I believe in you," Dr. Pulisic said, giving each of them a handshake and a warm pat on the shoulder as they filed

out of his office, "You can do this. When | see you next, you'll be well on the way to living your lives the way you

were meant to. | promise."

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It was weird for Austin to return home. They had only been away for a few days, but it felt like a lifetime. So

much in their lives had changed, how was the house exactly the same? The furniture, the lighting, the slight

scuff of the carpet on his shoes. There was a smell to the place, something that Austin could only associate with

home.

Through unspoken agreement, family marched up the stairs from the garage, went past the kitchen, and settled

into the living room couches. It was nighttand the rest of the world seemed dead asleep. No one bothered to

turn on the lights.

One by one, each family member took out their individual cell phones and made a call. Austin told his

roommates that he'd be staying back at hfor a while. They were surprisingly chill with it. They didn't even

ask why, just said they'd see him whenever.

Austin called out of work, as well. He

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family shuffled off to their individual

bedrooms. Austin noticed his father,

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Austin found his room still decorated as he'd left it after high school: tiny twin bed with a navy, denim

bedspread. Russell Wilson poster on the wall. He opened the nightstand drawer and found a stack of unused

condoms. He started to laugh, then nearly tipped over to tears. Eventually he changed for bed and lay down, as

if sleep was anywhere nearby.

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himself at 2am: in his childhood bed,

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Science Center. Austin usually slept

naked, but that night he felt safer in a

t-shirt and flannel pj pants. Except

the room was also hot as hell and so

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