I've never been to a shrink's office, so I have no expectations other than bare white walls. Sterile, cold, clean.

"Are you going to tell him how you're feeling and shit?" Gabe teases as we walk up to the door.

Giggling, I open the door and hold it for him. "I don't think it will be like that. He'll probably get me to do some exercises, maybe ask some heavy hitting questions. Thank you for coming with me, by the way."

He waves a hand dismissively as we walk in. ...