Angela seemed to have still not left my house.
I waited in my room for a while, hoping she would leave on her own. Angela was different from others; she seemed to lack the common sense that most people have. If you asked her to leave, she would just say that her task was not completed, so she wouldn't go. She would stand her ground until you gave in.
Therefore, talking to her nicely and persuading her to leave was of no use. So I could only leave her sitting downstairs until she had something else to do and had to leave.
We all felt she wasn't a qualified therapist.
My classmate Mia once sought her for psychological counseling; at that time, Mia's parents had just divorced, and she was in a bad state, so Angela invited her to her office to chat.
Mia expressed her troubles. The breakdo
