I don't have any trouble thinking of a therapist as a real person with idiot in-laws and add children and spouses who leave socks on the floor who they sometimes want to kill. As long as they do not act crazier than I am for the 50 minutes I am there. Sometimes they disclose but it is not a huge deal to me. Usually I just think -"why would I care or what difference does that make to me?"
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