I work for free.

My dear friend Julie. She's in dire need of psychotherapy. But she's reluctant to go. For a variety of reasons. Maybe it's that she doesn't trust psychotherapists. But I suspect that she trusts me. So I'm going to offer Julie the opportunity of a lifetime. I'll become her psychotherapist. In just the right setting. I walk her dog, Sasha. Daily. Takes about 45 minutes. To traverse our two-mile route. Now, Julie has an invitation. To join us. A perfect time for psychotherapy. She can come. As often or as little as she wants. Believe me. She'll get good psychotherapy. The best. And she can't beat the cost. I work for free. --Jim Broede