BLOG AS THERAPIST POST #46
I think I am never going to find love because whenever I see a boy I find remotely attractive, I start to imagine him as an elderly man and then I get freaked out before the crush has even a moment to develop.
THIS IS WHAT 2 YEARS WORKING OF AT A NURSING HOME HAS DONE TO ME. Brb gotta go heat up some prune juice for someone named Ethel or Glen, probably.
