What is wrong with me!? I told my shrink about this blog today…
R: So, what have you been writing lately?
K: Oh, you know, I just started blogging about wanting to give you head. Here, let me give you the address…
Ok, so it wasn’t exactly like that. But he did ask me what I had been writing lately. And, for God knows what reason, when he didn’t seem satisfied with what I was writing in another sphere of my life, I told him that I had started writing a blog with some friends… and that it was about therapy. And, uhh, him. Sort of.
While trying to push down the panic I was feeling at my ill-advised confession, and determining if there was some way to swallow the words back out of the air — “Just kidding! That would be funny, right?” — he said it was good that what was happening in therapy was having enough of an impact that I would feel compelled to write about it.
So, yeah.
Embarrassing.
I don’t even know what else to say, but I hope he doesn’t ditch me now for being so freaking weird.