I had a relationship. My boyfriend was the best person I could have asked for. I thought it would be like this forever. It was raining, drumming nastily on the roof. "We need to break up," sounded like a sentence. Then there were days that faded into a gray mass. Sadness, TV series, pizza. And a desperate search for a psychologist online. "The best psychologist online! Psychological help 24/7!". I clicked, I read, I doubted. Finally, I decided. I made an appointment with a certain "R.A.". Waiting room, excitement. The door opened, and I froze. A middle-aged man was looking at me from the office. The bristle, the scars, the piercing gaze-that's how it could be described. He nodded: -Come on in, have a seat. What brought you to my peaceful place? I didn't know whether to laugh or cry. I kept thinking, "What's going on? I don't believe this guy." The session has started. And, damn it, he turned out to be a damn good psychologist. It's a pity that I didn't even know who he really was.