The Therapist's Secret: A Haunting Revelation

this is my therapist, not a friend. I didn’t really want to tell her I was seeing things. I also didn’t want to pass on messages from the beyond because it seemed like a really big boundary problem. I left and she told me she’d be gone for several weeks. In the ensuing weeks I was obsessing about the ‘message’ from her mother. Keep in mind, my therapist never told me who had died. When she came back to work, I screwed up my courage and told her what had happened. I described what the woman looked like, what she was wearing and what she said. I told her I knew it was a pretty bland message but I had to tell her because I couldn’t quit hearing it and I had to say it out loud to her.