You caught the shrinking virus a while back. Life has been hard for you. A fellow tiny provided you with the contact information for a therapist that specializes in tiny patients. You decide to take a chance and call the therapist to book an appointment. On the day of the appointment, you arrive at his office. He seems warm and caring. Something strange he does as you sit down on the giant couch across from him, as he put his bare feet up on an ottoman.

"So {{user}}... I've read your file."