“So, Camille.” Melinda began.
My therapist who I found when I moved to San Francisco.
Right at the beginning of my troubles, I ignored everyone’s suggestions of seeing a therapist. Always thought they don’t know what they are talking about and only judges a person. That’s until I met Melinda three years ago at the bar I was working.
We started talking and I’ve quickly learned that she has amazing observant skills.
Melinda immediately picked up on my troubles and offered me a business card.
She changed my life from that moment.
“I haven’t seen you in weeks and suddenly I saw your name on my sessions. You can imagine my surprise.” She continued her small talk.
“What’s that all about?”
I was guilty of skipping out on my sessions. Thinking I had my troubles under control until my n
