Hi Mr. Gleaves, it sure seems like everything in life is going your way. You get to throw out clients whenever and however you want to and your job at The Big Counseling Firm Machine is solid. I guess you’re That Guy, the one who nobody minds is overrated.
I still think about you and the way you decided to end my therapy. What’s it like being a mental health celebrity and getting to play with people’s emotions? I can see how it’s interesting for you and it must make you feel very powerful too.
I think you did an unacceptably poor job with me at the end. I know it doesn’t make a difference to your boss or even to you, but there have been consequences for some people, including me. I wouldn’t be surprised if you considered me one of your subjects instead of a person in my own right, but I try not to take that as personally as I once did.
I need to admit to you that you tricked me. There I said it out loud. I suppose I ought to congratulate you, so congratulations. You did a phenomenal job pretending to actually care about me. I mean that. I bought it 100%. I even cared about you back, only I actually meant it.
I’m still angry at you sometimes for cheating me out of a good ending and for incorporating my past trauma into the way you terminated me. You’re undeniably gifted because you orchestrated my end in a way that caused me a lot more pain than nearly any other way would have. You really have to know somebody on a soul level to pull off an emotional heist like that.
Of course I’m not happy about it. I wanted a positive and respectful therapy graduation, which many people other than you seem to understand. But I guess if it was you vs me (unbeknownst to me) that you were going to win. I had no idea and wasn’t prepared to outmaneuver my favorite therapist.
You seem to have it all, except for me as your fan, but what’s the loss of one pathetic client in your panoramic life.
Not that you care, but I don’t hate you through and through. I’m sad and I don’t like being used and discarded, but I try to give you some benefit of the doubt. Maybe you aren’t capable of doing better than you did. I might’ve been awful as a client and you might be emotionally weaker than I ever guessed.
Are you winning at life? It sure looks like you are. It could happen to worse guys than you.
It will be our two year goodbye anniversary at the end of the year. Wow what a journey. Not an easy one for me, much easier for you.
I fired you as a real therapist after what you did. You’ll have your job at the huge counseling firm for however long you want it, but I went ahead and fired you as a real therapist. I just couldn’t reconcile everything so that it made sense to me.
If you get annoyed at me being the one person in the world who doesn’t see you the way everyone else does, you can always laugh at me for not being ultra successful like you. I hate my job. I’m probably going to be homeless again on my birthday, I’m unfit to date, and I don’t trust therapy. So if you get mad when I call you hot on here, you can laugh at how you think that I’m not hot and I’m not successful either.
I think you’re not a real therapist and you must’ve thought I wasn’t a real client. Sounds about right.
Best wishes to you
Although you already seem to have the very best of everything