This week I worked on changing unhealthy thought patterns. That's the kind of stuff cognitive behavioral therapists are good at. Something about restating what is an irrational thought into a rational one or some such. The following was a wholly painful exercise, which I only agreed to do once he admitted that it was "totally cheesy." I feel like we bonded in that moment.
So I had to write five things about myself that I like. I came up with four, and then he added the fifth when it was taking too long.