.I've always wanted to go to a therapist. I don't know... famous people have therapists. Rich people have therapists. It's a general rule that to remain sane, happy, wealthy, and famous, one must first have a therapist. And now I do. A free one. One I really like.
.Meet Stephanie the Therapist.
.Stephanie is thin, blonde, and reasonably attractive. She's in her third year of graduate school and is working on her doctorate. This means she already has a bachelors degree in psychology and two years of graduate school under her belt. That's, of course, more than many celebrity therapists who charge more than $free for there services can say.
.I discovered very quickly into the openning session something that I'm very happy to know. I'm not crazy. Not in the slightest. She went down the list, and almost nothing applies to me. Sure, I experience loneliness, I'm sad about my love-life, blah blah blah. But I've never thought about suicide. I've never thought about killing or hurting someone else. I've never seen or heard things that other people couldn't experience themselves (Though I took this question as an opportunity to discuss my history with pink elephants). Ultimately, I suppose that I'm rather boring.
."If you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be?"
."Well... I don't like that question. I feel like if I ever changed something about myself I wouldn't like what I did. But... I dyed my hair yesterday."
."Really?! It looks so natural!"
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