Standing on an Iceburg in the Subsaharan Desert My life is falling apart in front of me.... I feel like I am just waiting for the right time to pull the 'chute. I am officially in therapy, never been in therapy before.... I have always been everyones therapist. He is a nice guy, very unassuming. There are no couches, just a grand selection of office chairs, you pick where you want to sit. And then, (this was a shocker to me) the therapist talks back, gives feedback, and just kind of talks. I don't know if I have ever mentioned this, but I am going to school to become a therapist- now that I need therapy, am I automatically disqualified?

Someone, fix it please.  ¶ 7:00 AM