"Maybe don't want to admit to themselves or maybe they're afraid of being labelled." Abigail suggested. It was a fear of hers. Crazy. Sick. Dangerous. There were so many words that she didn't want applied to her. She had only wanted a normal life.
"I'm trying. I did some therapy back home. It was supposed to help me get my power back." That was what Hannibal had promised her. It had worked for a little while too. Until the nightmares came back.