Saturday, January 17, 2026

My Needy Psychotherapist

Going to call my shrink in a bit.  I am doing so because he fucking called me just now.  I should have ignored him, but I am still nervous over what is going on in my city right now, and I can't lie that I'm not going anywhere for the time being.

There's something wrong with him.  Why is he calling me on the weekend?  He's supposed to be my psychotherapist, not a friend (and I know that sounds cold, but I can't consider him a friend ... that's really weird!)  I know he wants to help, but the strange and indecipherable texts keep coming.  And a week ago he sent me a graphic that says, "I love you."  Huh?

If he wants to hear my anxiety over what's going on right now, I'll talk for a few minutes.  But I do want to leave eventually.  Plus, I don't want to talk too much or else he'll be fucking calling me every goddamn weekend.  Don't want that.

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