When I was five someone said, what do you want to be when you grow up. I said, psychiatrist. My young and tiny mind thought that I could skip surgery and just suddenly be an expert when I grew up. Somehow I still clung to the idea of good will giving to those in need and still feel I can do it today as a total amateur. I have about 65 years of experience, whatever your problem, compelled to help those in distress mentally male or female from the clutches of everyday life. Hmm, three years unaccounted for, being now 73. What happened between the age of five and eight? I have no idea. Maybe I was ruminating on the future chance of being a psych guy.
But nevermind all this low math. I’ve decided to hang out my shingle.
The GC Psychiatrist
Send your enquiries to me and I’ll answer you personally.
Life is shit but we can climb out of it. All you need is encouragement to get back on the horse and ride into the sunset or sunrise of happiness. If you are sad you can’t achieve your goals. If you are happy you can.
If you are sad you can’t. So don’t worry, be happy.
But if you’re not so happy and think I might offer some kind of uplifting help which I would, don’t hesitate to get in touch with me:
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