Not much

Day 9:

Dr. Sloan didn't ask why I was crying, and I assumed it was because she realized she understood. She'd rather ask me. “I know what you're thinking,” I say, but it sounds more like an accusation.

Dr. Sloan cleared his throat, "What am I thinking?"

"That Eric was terrible, that he was so cruel and that I was stupid to love him."

She shook her head, somewhat mockingly, and replied in a way that I found very simple. "I don't think you're stupid at all. If I had to say, I think you're extremely brave."

I mocked. “That's right. I am courageous. Kudo said the same thing.”

There was a clatter of pen as she wrote a few more notes, “So now you have a different opinion. Don't you think your actions are courageous?"

"Not much. I think I just do what needs to be done. Eric always said that one needs to do what it takes to survive. Survival is the most important thing.”

"Don't you think it's brave to survive?"

"I do not know. Do you think the man who cut off his arm, because it was