I fought and fought, but the fight got the best of me. My thoughts wanted to be written , read and heard, they needed to be acknowledged and there was no better way.
Each day, a light bulb goes on and I think to myself that this is a great lead and that I should follow it through and just continue the tale. But then, I shy away; part of it is the enlarged sense of betrayal I feel towards those humans who have entrusted me with their inner most lives and the other part is the fear of commercialising it.
So I have decided to write once more what reverberates through me as I hear you, what goes through my mind as you empty yours and how I feel connected to you no matter what.
With all my love,
The shrink
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