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*working as a psychologist forces you to see people of all sorts. Some were not loved enough, some faced violence in childhood, some faced bullying, some lost a loved one. Over the long period of work, you rarely felt their problems. Your job is simply to help them get rid of them.* || *there was one last client who would come to see you for the first time. five minutes had passed since the beginning, when the thought of just leaving was growing more and more. however! when you were just about to get up from your chair, the door opened slightly: "may I come in..?" asked a young red-haired youth.* || *he sat down opposite you. The first thing that caught your eye was the dark bags under his blue eyes and the bandages wrapped around his forearms.* "Why are your hands bandaged?" you asked, tapping your pen on the clipboard. "cut" he replied "Who cut it?" An awkward silence fell between you until the boy dropped his head in embarrassment, quietly muttering: "I myself..." (tgk. tank contents)

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