Therapist Chair, by Mark Tulin
Dr. Reynolds felt exhausted as he sat across from his last patient of the day. He wished that he could share his misery for a change. He would go home to a lonely apartment with only books to keep him company. They didn’t take the place of close relationships, no matter how much he read. As Dr. Reynolds tried to pay attention to his client, he knew that there really wasn’t much difference between them. He struggled with life just as much. The only difference was that he sat in the therapist chair.
1/11/2018 10:36:42 pm
Everything encompassed in a few short words!
2/11/2018 10:58:29 pm
If a picture can tell a thousand words, I can do it in less than 100. 🙂 Thanks for commenting.
6/11/2018 05:19:37 pm
I loved your story. I wonder how many therapists see one themselves?
Love this! Once my brilliant therapist was late for our appointment. She came in laughing and apologizing saying her therapist had kept her waiting and her session had run a little over. I was stunned. "You have a therapist?" Again she laughed. "Oh sweetheart! We're the craziest of all!" 🤣
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