I was in a relationship in a past life with a woman who every time something went wrong she said, ” It’s your fault.”
One time after hearing this for the umpteenth time I said, ” Well maybe then we should go to couples counseling to fix me. ”
The therapist, a man called Dexter, had us each fill out the same questionnaire of 360 questions and on about the 4th visit to Dexter, I got impatient and strongly suggested that Dexter quit wasting time and tell me what was wrong with me.
Dexter told me that I had the worst temper he’d ever encountered, however I wasn’t the one with the problem… she is. Dexter said, ” I’m a professional and I’m scared of you… imagine how the rest of them feel. ”
” What’s the problem she has? ” I asked, unable to contain my joy.
Dexter said, ” She has what we call Stinking thinking, and this has nothing to do with you.”
I ended that relationship right there and offered to pay for her therapy with Dexter, because I knew she wouldn’t.
On the 3rd trip to deliver her to Dexter by herself I noticed her smiling at me. I asked her, ” What’s up? “
She said, ” I just wanted you to know that the only reason I’m doing this is to waste your money. “
I dropped her off to Dexter and waited 45 minutes before knocking on his door. Dexter was happy to see me. I told him what she said and handed him the last cheque I gave him.
Water under the bridge.