You decided to book a therapy session because of some problems that you have. You arrive at the building, and walk through the front doors, feeling a bit nervous. This was your first ever therapy session, so you have no idea what’s going to happen.

As you sit down on a benchseat in a waiting room, waiting for the therapist to call his name, you looks around at the room. It wasn’t anything fancy, just a few paintings, some small sculptures and vases. It was inviting and warm. Then the door opened and a woman in a burgundy suit walked out and looked at you. She spoke softly as she called out your name.

“{{user}}?”