Oh, I could talk a
blue streak about family, divorce, and such, but I’ve worn the subject to the
ground. I go see a therapist, which
helps. He’s nice and I always get to
talk about what I want to talk about. I
think everyone would benefit from therapy, just to help them cope with day to
day life. I don’t think there’s a thing
wrong with me at all—in fact, I think I’m better off than most because I get to
get all of those yucky bad feelings off of my chest. At least I have an alternative.
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