Our therapist is named Jules. It's on Zoom.
I'm too grumpy so that's why we started therapy. My would ask me how I'm doing and I would say, "Bleerg, everything is terrible."
I would say this when I'm sitting on the beach, the sun shining, my son playing happily, my wife and I sipping cold beers.
I'm like, "What is wrong with me? Why can't I be happy? Do I not know how to be happy?"
Okay, my wife isn't perfect either. Wait, she's reading over my shoulder. I meant to write, yes, she is perfect. She is the most beautiful, loving kind creature ever to live on this earth.
Thank you, goodbye.