years ago, I had a bf who was studying psychology.

I was his guinea pig.

Ugh.

I also have to laugh because I am usually on the other end.

When I see a female therapist, I wonder about her love life. Does her husband praise her every day for being such a "good person", helping psychos. lol

When I see a male therapist, I am usually envious of his wife. She gets to live in a "palace" with him.

When I have thoughts like this, I have to remember that their lives are not picture perfect.

Yes, I would love to have more financial security and more stable companionship, but I do imagine what "real life" must be like for them, too.

And I do not envy therapists anymore. How can they put up with people's problems 8 hours a day? I continually hope they know how to keep boundaries with their clients.

Billi