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Modern Therapy

I have a therapist. I see her once a week. I used to see her twice a week, but things got busy, and it got expensive, and I got broke. So now I see her every Tuesday for an hour. She gladly tells me the things I don’t want to hear, gleefully ignores my pleas for reassurance that I’m doing the right thing when in fact I clearly am not, and nudges me towards life’s great epiphanies in ways only a true professional can. She also encourages me to embark on paths to change, and to challenge myself to do better, because I know better, and I can be better. My therapist is unconventional. There’s no sugar-coating nor treading carefully. There are no white lies, and no elephants in the room. There is honesty and directness and unambiguity and it’s perfect. My therapy sessions are everything I know I need but haven’t had the vocabulary to seek out. However Charlie is not a therapist. Not by training nor by profession at least. She is in …