‘How are you feeling about it all?’
One of the perks of having an aspiring psychotherapist for a best friend: being asked wonderfully open-ended, self-indulgent questions – for free.
‘Yes, well, sort of. OK, so I wasn’t going to tell you this…’
‘… but – the method I chose for getting over him – I went for the oh-so-healthy option of immediately transferring all my feelings onto a new victim!’
‘Simon. I think I’ve mentioned him before?’
‘Y-es. Isn’t he gay?’
‘Jury’s still out on that one.’
The same could not be said of Simon.
‘Rrright. Well… well done!’
I feel a huge sense of achievement, and admiration for my friend who has the makings of a marvellous psychotherapist.