My own therapist

I want you to look at these pictures.. and tell me how they make you feel. You can cry if you want to, say, or do anything. I am not here to stop you. But please look at these pictures. What do you see? Do you recognise anything? Anything at all? Who is that person who appears in every single one of them? Who does that violin belong to? Who lives in that room? What do you know about that fountain? Who arranged those socks on the table and what does it read? Can you remember? Who was that person who sent all these pictures?

Look at them and tell me..

Are you afraid?

Do you see him?

Do you want to know more?

He’s closer than you think. Him, but not the truth, no. Between him and that stands something too big for you to overcome.

Now look at this particular one. Look at his face. Ignore the reactions of your body and mind the brain. What do you feel..?

Damn it. I don’t know him. This is too hard.