The more I think about you and what you said to me, the more I peel back your facade.
You're not a therapist.
You're a sadist.
You enjoy playing with people's emotions just so you can boost your ego, so you can rest knowing that your an "expert."
You only care about telling me that I'm wrong instead of seeing things from my point of view.
You're despicable.
You think you know better than me?
Well, what if you don't?
That thing you told me about the chair and your car still irritate the hell out of me because of how absolutely idiotic it sounded.
So much so that I swear if you repeat that I'm wrong and say something like that every again...I don't know what I'm going to do...
Listen to me.
I want you gone.
I want you away from me and my family.
And if I ever hear that you contacted or tried to contact me or one of my parents, YOU. WILL. REGRET. IT.