Okay, then, yes, that was therapy. ::grins:: I saw a nice, forty-ish woman at Kaiser Permanente once in her office, and then in a sort of...well, I guess it was a kind of playroom for kids seeing shrinks. Again, I was really quite young, so I'm fuzzy on the details. She asked me questions, I answered them, and then she decided I didn't actually need therapy--I just needed to be removed from an unhealthy non-familial enviornment--so we stopped going.
I don't suppose that helps much? But, it's what I can remember.
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Date: 2008-04-10 09:06 pm (UTC)I don't suppose that helps much? But, it's what I can remember.