In that picture above, I’m the fat fuck second from the left in the back; Wallace is the skinnier fuck far left on the bottom. He was my therapist for about eight months, maybe close to a year. I don’t actually remember the exact thing that led me to go to him as a therapist, although I would assume it had something to do with drinking.
If I am doing the…
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