• Text therapy: once my therapist sent me an emoji, I knew it was game over

    Text therapy: once my therapist sent me an emoji, I knew it was game over
    I always thought I probably needed therapy, but never had time. Texting a therapist was efficient and cheap, but soon it was one winking emoji too manyMy friends regularly tell me I should be in therapy. I’m a workaholic with crippling decision anxiety. I can turn the simple choice of whether to take a flight at 2.45pm or 4.30pm into a week-long deliberation that morphs into a meditation on my flaws as a human being. I constantly doubt my own intelligence and often put in longer hours than

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