I just sought professional help.
I went to see a shrink.
Go ahead and laugh, but I think it took courage. Plus, it was not easy to schedule, but we did it!
When I got there, he asked me if I drink, then pointed at the minibar in his office. I was shocked! I was sure it was a test, so I declined.
The next question he asked was, "Why are you seeking help?" I told him that I was taking a suggestion from a poster on the Gilmore Girls board.
From that point forward, all he did was talk about his ex. He just kept complaining about her vuppish ways, and how she constantly harped on him. Then he poured himself a drink! He complained about Hollywood, he complained about children, and he complained about people who watch too much television.
Long story short, I ended up giving him advice!
I guess all we can do is talk to each other and hope for the best... happy April Fools Day, everyone!
Love,
James