Cushy red couch, box of tissues, tears streaming down my face for the better part of an hour. This is hard, brutal. Don’t ever let anyone tell you that seeing a therapist is for the weak.
It's okay, I don't know what I'm doing either.
Cushy red couch, box of tissues, tears streaming down my face for the better part of an hour. This is hard, brutal. Don’t ever let anyone tell you that seeing a therapist is for the weak.
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