9. Your therapist. Mine is terrible enough, but the fact that you dragged me to one of your sessions was almost enough for me to end it. You were so comfortable with your emotions and self and the whole concept of therapy, and just that alone made me uncomfortable. I was a little jealous, honestly.
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