Being A Therapist

I have been going to therapy with Junior for a couple of months now. I enjoy being able to help him talk with Kelsey, his therapist. It's amazing to me how her and I agree on so many things. I don't mean that we gang up on Junior, I just mean that I share her views on things. I would love to be able to do what she does, but I don't think I would do too great on the social work test no matter how many study guides I used. I know myself, and I do not do well with exams. That is probably the reason why I don't have my license. The thought of taking the driving test terrifies me.

Therapy

I have to go to therapy with Junior again today.

I am kinda looking forward to it.

He did so good last week, and I hope he does well this week, too.

The past week has been uneventful, which is a great thing.

Maybe certain people have finally taken the hint....

Uh Oh

Remember two weeks ago when I went to therapy with Junior? Well, last week when he went, I was worried about what the therapist would say to him about me. As soon as he got home, I asked what she said, and Junior said there was good things and bad things,

I wanted the bad first, so he said I need to go with him to therapy every other week.

The good news was that she thought I added enough to the session that she wants me to continue to come, so I can rat him out about the things he doesn't tell her.

So this is me week to go with.

I'm not looking forward to it.