It's not that I'm lazy, it's just that I've been re-watching the entirety of 'The Office' while pretending to care about your problems. I mean, who needs actual human interaction when you have a 10-hour marathon of Michael Scott's antics? /cemetery-of-regrets/therapist-philosophy/

Some of you may be wondering, 'Is this a real therapist?' And my answer is, 'Only if you're looking for a 2-for-1 deal on a 'World's Okayest Dad' t-shirt and a 'Help Me' sign to hang on your door.' /cemetery-of-regrets/therapist-philosophy/therapy-for-sale/

I've got a Ph.D. in binge-watching and a minor in making you feel marginally better, but not really.