Get some therapy
Everyone is doing it these days. Therapy is all the rage. But for me, talking about myself to some stranger in a small room with banal decor made me want to be sick. So I did it.
And you know what? Talking about yourself to some stranger in what was a little yellow room actually got easier after a few weeks. And rather than making me feel crazy, she made me feel more normal. Guess she has seem some fruitcakes in her time though. I was probably quite dull for her.
Our relationship didn't last a long time though. Who needs to pay for therapy when I have such wonderful housemates who still listen to me for free.
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