I had an interesting session with my therapist this week.
Yes, I see a therapist monthly. I figure you might get your eyebrows waxed, your hair coloured… hells bells – you might even get your face injected with botox.
My therapist is a formidable lady in her 60s. Lets call her Denise, for indeed that is her name. Denise is unshakable. It is like going in for a mind purging sit-down with an non-judgmental Aunt.
I first started seeing her years ago. I remember ...