Humboldt County2008

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Bogart:
[in doctor's office] When I came home from the clinic everyone was asleep. Normally they'd hear my truck. We live in the middle of nowhere, so... I parked it about a half a mile down the road and I walked home, but my boyfriend heard. He hears everything. When he came in to see what was wrong, I just tried to pretend to be asleep. But I couldn't hold it in, and I started to cry.

Peter:
Go on...

Bogart:
Sorry. I was balling my eyes out, and uh, he held me. And I wished... I wished I hadn't done it. I wished... it was still inside me and still alive.

Peter:
Um hmm...

Bogart:
I've have four of them now. I don't know why when I make love I can't feel anything. Sometimes I think, well, I can't really see any reason to keep trying. They keep going.

Bogart:
Aren't you supposed to say something. I just you I'm thinking about killing myself, I have no reason to live.

Peter:
[scribbling on his clipboard] Um, yeah. Yeah. I think a prescription of, uh, Paxil might be the, uh, the right prescription. Okay.

Man:
[out of frame] Anything else, Peter?

Peter:
[reading his clipboard] Um, "can't feel anything... reason to kill..."

Man:
Paxil. Really?