They won't. They're a paid friend except they can't give advice.
I almost became one; seemed easy enough to do. Didn't like the
"not really giving advice" part. I mean, you can _imply_ advice
but it's not Dr. Phil Motivational Hour. Anyway, computers made
more money and I can find people to complain to me about life
anywhere and at least I can try to fix their problems without
worrying about getting sued for bad advice I wasn't supposed to
give in the first place. Mom sent me to one a few times as a
kid. It was boring. Tried one session in college. Tried one in
my mid 20s for three sessions. Each time, even as a kid, I
thought, "I'm in the wrong chair. I should be where he's
sitting". Then again, I thought that about my teachers too.
Biofeedback was VERY useful though. I was 11 yrs old in 1983 and
got hooked up to a computer and I had to make the sounds get
lower using the power of my mind, while listening to guided
meditation tapes. and learning to breath. "Warm bottle in the
sun", "Breath through your feet". That shit actually *helped*. I
realize now though, I _think_ I might have been raised in a
strange family who only pretended to be normal. Still not sure.
My grandmother was obsessed with Edgar Cayce and loved Star Trek
and Doctor Who. While I didn't adopt her beliefs in Atlantis,
Secret Files of Tesla, UFOs and aliens, I did follow her
footsteps in Dr. Who and Star Trek. Ok, she wasn't obsessed, but
she believed the Lost Teachings stuff, ancient aliens and what
not. She looked exactly like Thelma from Scooby-Doo. Definitely
an introverted nerd type, probably INFJ. I got along well with
her. Never been to a psychiatrist. Always wondered what they'd
prescribe me. They'd prescribe SOMETHING because.. that's what
they do. YOU might not need it, but THEY need to prescribe it. -
it's their job tongue emoticon
