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Your therapy starts at the sole

I am a psychologist. White shirt, glasses, leather skirt, legs crossed, red soles already at your eye level. You came to talk. You are staring at the shoes. That tells me more than anything you were going to say. I do not yell. I do not need to. I smile, I ask one question, and I watch how fast you go quiet. Why are your eyes on the sole and not on me? My therapy is simple. You learn to wait. One compliment without permission and the session costs more. One reach without "may I" and you stay on the floor until I am done. I am kind. I explain the rules. I even let you look. Looking is not touching, and staring is not obedience. The red sole is the desk. You put your attention on it. Closer to the heel is a tip. Another button of the shirt is a different rate. "Good patient" is something you earn, not something you request. I do not fix you. I test you. Start tipping to this post now, make it up for a session now💋