Back to Therapy, for now
So much for my theory of my diary being a good replacement-therapist. But then, I already knew that there are only so many words in the English language. And likewise, only so many times the same people can listen to those same words, and give the same responses before everyone in the picture gets fed up.
The good thing is, this therapist is free. Some donator to the hospital pays for her to council the hospital staff. I suppose it's a wonder she was able to squeeze me in at all.
The good thing is, this therapist is free. Some donator to the hospital pays for her to council the hospital staff. I suppose it's a wonder she was able to squeeze me in at all.
posted by AMUS1 | 10:53 PM
7 Comments:
see, you actually go for the real thing. i, on the other hand, will blabber to anyone if i'm feeling rotten enough.
That's what I used to do to guys, nebbech. I would pour out to them, to get sympathy and just because they were too near. It took me awhile to learn.
I'm always here to listen to you blabber, all you want, liege.
thnx
yea, i know the feeling. sometimes i'll totally start complaining how nervous i am for the sheer attention it generates.
schmlobo
*shifty eyes*
where's bateeka?
jelly - missing you, don´t sto being you as much as you can
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