Love Therapy

Before we go on our date today, I ask Jeff to join me here. We now arrive in front of my therapist's apartment unit. She doesn’t like the clinic set-up, she believes a home set-up makes someone feel much better.

When Jeff sees the sign outside, he hesitates. He probably has a lot of questions right now but he chooses to stay quiet and goes along with me.

So before even I knock on the door, I face him with courage.

“Babe, there’s something I didn’t tell you, not because I lied, but because I wanted to show you after I became better,” tears begin to fill my eyes.

So he holds my hands and reassures me with just a simple smile, “Avery, I trust you, and whatever it is, I am here now. You don’t have to do this alone, okay?”

I nod and hug him so tight. After I sober up, I press the doorbell.

A minute later, a lady’s voice is heard from the intercom, “Yes, who is it?”

“It’s Avery Anderson, Dr. James,” I simply answer. Then the door opens for the both of us. She is excited to see me, but she b