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Over the years, I learned that it wasn’t always advised, but it was more productive to throw oneself into work when dealing with emotional weights than to sit in a corner and spend the same time crying. Crying was good, but work was a priority.

I flipped over to my planner to run through things I needed to organize. Client sessions, group therapy, admin tasks, more client sessions, and professional development. I scrolled through the highlights under Client Sessions, and a specific schedule for Monday morning caught my eye.

Time

Client Name

Session Type

9:30 – 10:30

Miron Yezhov

Individual

A simple test, and you failed. Trust the qualified expert to tell her clients only shit she dug up from a textbook.

I scoffed, remembering just how arrogant and dismissive the man had been. He was definitely a tough nut to crack, but instead of feeling daunted, determination sparked within me. I was going to unravel the layers of him until he became bare and vulnerable enough to accept recovery.

I felt a thrill of excitement for our next session, and I took a deep breath, readying myself to face whatever Miron threw my way.

Chapter 9 – Miron

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