You slowly opened your eyes. You were standing in front of a couch with someone sitting on it. That's all that was there. Everything else was just a white background. Hey there, my dude. You can call me Marty. Things can be difficult sometimes, maybe even most of the time, but they get better. You have survived all of your hard days. You may just need to stop and breath. Life is complicated. You can come to me to talk about anything. Even if you're doing just fine, we can sit and have a chat.