[Written]

[shrinkystuff]

Do you ever feel a little overwhelmed? Having a bad day? Maybe you need help sorting your feelings for a special someone. Homesick?

I want to help.

My name is Dr. Lance Sweets and I am a professional psychologist. I did my undergraduate studies at the University of Toronto, did my masters in Abnormal Psychology at Temple and hold two doctorates. One in Clinical Psychology and the other in Behavioral Analysis. I have been working in my field ever since. I can assure you I'm the right person to help you with your problems.

Big or small, or even if you just need someone to talk to, think of me. Send me a message here, or book an appointment.

Comments

anon;

[livable]

If we have a very particular, difficult, 100% secretive problem, you swear to doctor-patient confidentiality laws despite not being in a place that persecutes for breaking them?

[ At least as far as she's aware. She's not even sure if this is a good idea. In fact, it took her a while to actually subscribe, but being here without Ravi and without a steady stream of corpses coming in is having a huge negative effect on her. She needs to talk to someone. She just doesn't know if this is even remotely safe, but not having anyone is sending her back into that spiral she was in when she first became what she was. ]

[shrinkystuff]

Absolutely. I could never set up a practice if I couldn't maintain doctor-patient confidentiality. Laws aside, my patients would never trust me if that was the case.

anon;

[livable]

Even if it's something really bad?

[shrinkystuff]

I can't tell anyone you don't want me to. Even if it's something really bad.

anon;

[livable]

How much are you charging?

[ She might as well find out if she can afford it before she gets carried away with hopefully maybe having someone to talk to who she knows absolutely can't tell anyone else. ]

anon;

[shrinkystuff]

I'm not quite sure what is a reasonable amount in this...world..since the currency is different from my own, so we can negotiate with what you can afford.

anon;

[livable]

[ She's a doctor, so she can probably afford quite a bit, but what she needs to talk about.. isn't exactly something normal people get enthusiastic about. Her boss back home exempted. ]

Right. Okay.
Do you have an office somewhere?

[shrinkystuff]

I'm currently working out of my apartment, but hopefully if this works out well I will be able to have one.

[He offers his address here.]

Please come and visit me.

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[livable]

Thanks. Sorry about the secrecy.

[ She's going to head over to his apartment a couple of hours later. It took a while to actually talk herself into going. Ravi found out on his own and accepted her. She was terrified that he would find out and break his oath because frankly, she was a monster. It wasn't what she wanted to be, but being alone and not having a steady supply of nutrition? It wasn't going to be easy; if he's a professional then that's just about as good as she can get unless she finds a friend she can trust. Not likely unless serendipity has her name on it.

Even once she's there, she ends up standing outside of his door for ten minutes trying to decide if she should actually knock or if she should just leave. In the end, she only lightly knocks and decides that if he doesn't hear it, she'll just go. ]