I set a Kentucky Bourbon Barrel Ale on the bar and the bartender opens it for me. I am feeling good; I can relax--it's Friday and I'm watching my husband's band play. Next thing I know a person plops next to me. I vaguely recognize him as someone my husband knows. Within moments, he is talking my ear off. A half hour later, he knows nothing about
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Therapy especially. People love to talk about their problems even when you AREN'T a therapist, and I can imagine how much more tiring it would be if you were!
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And you're totaly right about the friend. I wrote it with how I genuinely felt at the time, which was awful, but I know she wasnt being a good friend in that moment at all. It's always been a struggle we've had!
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I know the feeling a teacher.
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