My Therapist Hates Human
written by: Juniper
Walked inside a cafe
Hoping to meet my therapist
She’s late
They have the privilege to be late
But our time is precious too
Why should clients be always on time?
My therapist is here
She is in white but her purse is black
She sat and asked me to order a glass of hot milk for her immediately
Asked if I want some too
“No, lactose intolerant”
“Humans…” my therapist scoffed
We sat there for more than an hour
She wasn’t paying attention to my issues
Till I broke down and sobbed
She gave me her handkerchief
It had yellow tulips knitted
I said thanks and she rolled her eyes
It was time for her to leave
“Thank you for your precious time” I said
She sipped on the milk of her 9th glass
“Girl, bye” And then she left
My therapist is a Cat
Should have consulted a Chimpanzee instead
- My Therapist Hates Human - May 20, 2025
