A reading from the ball hog of therapy who's doing work.
A therapy session where the therapist is so full of themselves they think they're the main character of a drama and everyone else is just background noise.
My therapist said I need to 'find my inner hero' while I was crying about my ex eating my sandwich.
She told me my problems are 'just a phase' and then charged me extra for it.
She tried to act like my childhood trauma was a 'plot twist' and I just wanted to throw her a fit.