Did you ever stop to think that when you go to your psychiatrist's office, the lady behind the glass is more afraid of you than you are of her?
A secretary dissed me the other day by doing my business through a plate-glass window. I think she was afraid of me. She was a new secretary and not used to being around mentally ill people (i postulate).
If this happened to you, would you tell your psychiatrist about it?
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