My Favorite Fantasy

"My troubles  started after I married my ex-husband, Franklyn Dickson. He was everything and the fantasy lover any girl could ask for. Fantastically wealthy, handsome, and sexually insatiable. He was thirty and I was twenty. Being young and coming from a lower middle-class family, I was in awe of him and his wealth. I always felt inadequate around Frank and he did everything he could to reinforce my fantasy and perception. What did the marriage and me in, was his continual betrayal of me. Frank just could not resist bedding any blonde with a big chest who appeals to his fantasy. I'm sure you've noticed that I conform to his ideal.

I later  learned that he has always behaved in this manner, why he even has a son who is almost my age; he got a girl pregnant when he was only twelve!" "After a year of my trying to get him to settle down, he divorced me. I blamed myself and my shortcomings for this. He provided me an extravagant settlement and I tried to lose myself in fantasy, drugs and alcohol. When that didn't work, I tried to kill myself. A friend shipped me here to your clinic for treatment and to avoid any scandals in the tabloids."

Dr. Harris poured out coffee for them. "And what have you learned from your treatment here?" "Well, I don't blame myself anymore. None of what happened was my fault; it all lies with that son of a bitch. I really believe he wanted to make it with all those women because he's really insecure about himself. Take his height for example, Frank is only five foot seven but always wanted to be six feet tall. I don't feel ashamed and guilty any more. I'm mad as hell and I want to get back at him for ruining my life and almost causing my death."