The Therapist Nobody Checks On

All right, time for the therapist trap nobody signed up for. You know this one.

Somehow you have this invisible, free emotional support sign floating above your head and the

world just can't resist dropping its baggage right at your feet. Strangers sense

it, friends depend on it, and even your Uber driver might confess

their darkest secrets before you hit the first red light. It's almost impressive. People come to you

with their unfiltered worries and rawest heartbreaks like you're running a secret soul repair

shop in the back of your mind. You listen, you empathize, you reflect their

feelings back at them, and somehow people walk away lighter while you carry