Maggie was an older lady in her fifties who normally looked well kept and in her thirties still, but that afternoon, she looked like she was in her sixties. Her eyes were puffy with dark circles under them. This was her second session with me.
“Hello Maggie, you look like you haven’t slept a wink. Is everything ok?” I asked very concerned.
“Oh dear, you can tell, can’t you?” She said very shameful and looking down at the floor.
“Why don’t you talk about what is on your mind.” I asked her.
“Well, I was up all night and into the early morning. I’m not proud of what I have done.” Maggie began telling me her story…
At about 10:00 p.m. I was starting to feel restless and I was watching TV. I had been watching a romantic comedy and when it was over I started flipping through the channels and nothing was on. I turned the TV off and went upstairs. My son and his college friend are living with me while they go to school. His friend has his own separate bedroom.
My son, Adam, was out for the night with his girlfriend and Tom was up in his room studying, or so I thought. When I walked pass his room there was a glowing light on. He was on his computer. When I peaked in, I noticed he was watching porn.