“After a year of therapy, my psychiatrist said to me, "Maybe life isn't for everyone.”
“I told my psychiatrist that everyone hates me. He said I was being ridiculous - everyone hasn't met me yet.”
“It's like the psychiatrists themselves are buying into that stupid belief that therapy is something to hide.”
“Two years? That's entirely too long. If you want, we can take care of that. After two years it's pure therapy.”
“What's up?" I asked.You tell me," he said. "You were the one about ready to start making out with Adrian."It was an experiment," I said. "It was part of my therapy."What the hell kind of therapy are you in?”
“I am a rationalist, and I don't believe in genies, or sudden personality changes. I wanted David's anger to vanish only after years and years in therapy.”