I have 2 therapists in my family. One is an adult therapist and one is children's therapist. The one that is the children's therapist is so very clueless about her kids its scary. My Grandma told them 2 Christmases ago that if she couldn't control her kids she was no longer welcome in her home. I just sat there and chuckled to myself. The one that is an adult therapist I don't like much because I went to him for therapy a couple of times and then got icky about it and now feel he is watching me all the time.

Wanting to marry into a therapists family isn't all its cracked up to be.

Jbug