The precise problem

She went down to the kitchen in the morning and chugged a bottle of alcohol from the fridge. Her husband acknowledged her with a glance and stirred his mug of coffee as he watched her walk back upstairs. A few days later they were at the shrink’s office. “So what you’re telling me, ma’am, isContinue reading “The precise problem”

Serenity

He was sitting in front of the shrink amidst silence. “And you’re saying that you think there’s nothing wrong with you?” Asked the shrink. “No, nothing major,” he responded. The shrink wrote something in the notepad. “You’re saying,” continued the shrink “That you’re here because you just want to talk to someone?” “Quite right,” heContinue reading “Serenity”