Monday, November 2, 2015

I work for free.

I'm my own best psychotherapist. Because I talk to myself. And listen, too. Without telling lies. Willing to face brutal truths. About myself. Occasionally. I've gone to a professional psychotherapist. Yes, paid good money. To be psychoanalyzed. But that's a rip off. Because in the psychotherapy sessions, I'm the one that does all the work. The talking. The actual analysis. The psychotherapist merely sits back, and listens. Then collects his fee. Without the slightest qualm of conscience.  Therefore, I might just as well do it all.  Plus, there's a bonus. I work for free. --Jim Broede

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