August is the month when most therapists go on vacation and trigger their patients’ abandonment issues.  In my case, it was the opposite, at least this week. Last night when I’d normally be sitting in my therapist’s office, I was floating peacefully in the Gulf of Mexico, about to watch a gorgeous sunset and get a fist-bump from Spiderman. I doubt my therapist is losing his shit over my absence, but I sure am looking forward to seeing him again this week. In any case, this week of beach-therapy was just as good as real therapy (and a lot more fun) so I’m not complaining.


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