My husband is supportive of my decisions. But he thinks I'm crazy. #shorts

My therapist was patient, to her credit.

It was her day off, and I called her, demanding an appointment.

I offered her three thousand dollars for an hour, double my usual rate. I sat in the waiting room, shivering. The lights were too bright, blinding me, and the room’s theme was driving me insane. Yellow wallpaper. Yellow paint. Yellow trim.

Even the carpet was yellow. Yellow, yellow, yellow. So yellow. Why was it yellow?

Was it meant to get *inside* my head?

I’d chewed my nails down to

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