(I posted this in the subreddit shortscartstories and was told it'd fit here as well)
I paced the elevator with one fist pressed against my lips. I nodded at the floor in disgust.
"That first cigarette". I pictured the dorm-room balcony from my first year at college.
"That reminds me, cheating on exams" my brain taunted. Eight years of medical school flashed through my mind accompanied by memories of the graduation ceremony.
The elevator tone sounded again, derailing my train of thought to remind me of our downward journey.
"Your honor..we, the jury, find the defendant guilty of Malpractice, Gross Negligence, and of the Involuntary Manslaughter." The sound of a gavel pounding the block resonated through my ears.
"And then suicide? Really?! The nerve to cheat consequence again, coward" I smirked in disbelief. My own worst enemy had a knack for comedy, who would've thought?
Then it hit me, my brain was my own worst enemy but only because I never befriended it. Respected it. Nourished it with knowledge and beauty surrounding it.
My phone is nearly out of battery, so I have to make this clear very fast.
Conquer your demons.
**Beep** -- "Destination" a deep voice yelled over the intercom as the steel doors slid open.
Or they will be waiting for you down here.