Moment of thought

Lynn contemplated the figurines on the table.

“I want to thank my younger self,” she said, “for outlasting the pain. I want to confront the past. Back then, I used to carry a knife. I had decided to use it if any of them attacked me, physically.”

“Boundary,” said the doctor.

“Exactly.”

“They never did.”

“Never… but I tried your exercise. To have my tormentors cross this... boundary.”

“What happens after that?”

“...I panic. I take out the knife and strike. Everywhere. Just hoping to hurt someone.”

She placed the trinkets face down one by one.

“And I finally win....”