When I was in therapy with my first T a friend, her family and I went to see Goodwill Hunting... and ran into my T and her husband as we were leaving... unbeknownst to me my friend and her dad sang in the church choir with her and were excited to see her, immediately going over and saying hello! I HATED this T! I was mortified. Next session she wanted to talk about the movie hoping it would be something I could have a conversation with her about!
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There’s been many a crooked path
that has landed me here
Tired, broken and wearing rags
Wild eyed with fear
-Blackmoores Night
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