to a therapist once
after a tough break up,
and sitting there in the chair
licking my wounds,
asking for advice
as to what's next for me.
i felt doomed, as if
i was always going to be
stuck in this dark
hole i had dug.
a never-ending loop
of failed relationships.
the therapist adjusted the glasses
on her nose and set down
her yellow legal pad,
and said,
what about volunteering,
have you ever thought
about doing something
like that?
what do you mean, i asked
her.
like doing what?
helping people. it will get
your mind off your
own troubles when
you see how messed up
other people are.
how better off you are
compared to a lot of people
in the world.
nah, i told her. that's not
for me. that would depress
me even more. okay.
how much for this session?
but you still have twenty
more minutes to go.
nah, i think we're done.

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