i went to my sister's old dumb hippie yoga bitch therapist once last spring when i was suicidal over some dumb shit. bitch wanted $100 just to listen to me say what was going through my head then tell me my expectations are too high for myself or some bullshit. i occasionally fantasize about driving by her place in the middle of the night to throw a brick through her window and that instantly removes any negative emotions. the best therapy therapists can offer is as object to fantasize about brutally raping.
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