What an eerie image, the two eye colors on that woman - and what a great line this is: He was one of these patients who stay till death separates him with his shrink. He did not need me, just needed someone to kick his ass once in a while.
And this speaks to me:
The so-called messed up people, the confused ones who visited their shrink for years had to start living their lives again. There was nothing wrong with them. They just needed to understand that normal people do not exist.
Too many the weekly appointments became a habit but it did not bring them any further.
It is such a waste of life. Survivors are strong people, they accept the kick in the ass, laugh about it and go on.
They are fine the way they are, the lack of self esteem only they can solve.
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