I heard the alarm on my phone. I slowly woke up and turned the alarm off. I slowly began to go back to bed, when I realized...

"Shit, I'm late!" I said as I threw the blanket off of me. I got in the kitchen and placed some oil on the pan and cracked two eggs on it. As I was running the whole time, I almost fell down a few times. I was brushing my hair and my teeth at the same time. As I finished with that, I changed my clothes to the suit I was now wearing everyday for work, and I packed some cigars in my bag. At that moment I smelt smoke.

"What the...? I didn't even take out the ciga-Oh my god!" I yelled as I forgot about the eggs. I took them away from the stove and I just rushed out of my apartment, making me come back twice- once for the phone and the second time for some money. As I entered my car, I got a call.

"Helia, It's Julian. Your patient is already here, where are you man?!" he yelled and I rolled my eyes.

"I'm on my way, I'm in the car, just tell him I had a death in my family so that was the reason I was late." I said as I started driving.

"Well, was there?"

"Ofcourse not, you idiot."

"Well, if he asks who died, what should I say?"

"Just say my mother died."

"She died last year, Helia!"

"I know, but he doesn't! Now bye!" I yelled and I hung up. Jeez, living the dream... kinda.

"So that is why I feel like I need some help." the old man was talking. We were at a meting.

"I agree." I said as I didn't even listen to him.

"Mr. Helia, are you even listening to me?" he asked and I snapped out, meaning back to reality.

"I'm sorry, I cant stop thinking about my poor mother." I said and acted out as If I was crying.

"Oh I'm so sorry. Look at me, how selfish I act..." he said and I ran out of office so I could stop faking crying.

"Helia, man, what is it with you today?" my college, Michelle asked me.

"Don't even ask me. Because I don't even know. I slept in and I feel dead." I said as I threw my self on my chair.

"Well, crazy cat lady has an appointment at 12pm, the 80 year-old pedo is on 2pm, a depressed kid is coming at 3:30pm and you have a meting with Parkins and his sons at 5am."

"That's it?" I asked and she nodded.

"Great, I'll survive the day." I said and Michelle smiled. Then she walked away.

"Helia.." Julien whispered. He was at the desk right next to mine.

"Yeah?" I whispered back and he sighed.

"Lilly asked me for drinks after work, and she is bringing a friend, you wanna go?" he asked.

"No, I told you, I'm really not up for dating right now." he shook his head.

"You don't have to date her, just go with me on a drink. She will just be there."

"Sorry, I'll have to pass." I continued whispering and he sighed, then nodded. After that, the meetings started.

"... And, I don't really look at this as addiction or.. a bad habit, but every time someone dies, I buy a cat." she said and I nodded.

"Try to, every time it happens, just chill and lay back. Think of it this way: If you buy another cat, she will have babies. Babies will have babies. And babies eat and sleep and make a mess. You will be the one who will need to clean it all up. And here, instead of buying another cat, how about you go in the spa or buy something for your self? Possibly not cat related." I said and she nodded.

"I'll try my best. Thank you, Mr. Helia." she said and I nodded with a smile. We continued talking and somehow got to the theme 'what cat are you'... pff. The next meeting I had was with the old grandpa who had a thing for younger ladies... much. Younger ladies.

"I cant help it. When I see a beautiful girl, I start picturing things, like, kissing her, or touching her, or making love to her..."

"Um, what type of girls?"

"The teenage girls, mostly. 14 is the new 40, right?" he said and gave me a thumbs up, but I just nodded and kept my puke in. Oh lord, what was wrong with this guy.

"So, I totally cut my self yesterday." the kid said. I was on my 4th meting for that day. At that moment, I was with a 13-year-old boy who though faking depression is just the perfect way to get out of school.

"Cool." I said and he raised his eyebrow.

"I'm hurting my self, and you think it's cool?"

"No, but you do. Listen little guy, how about you go tell your mum that you don't have depression and you just don't wanna go to school?" he sighed.

"This is no fun." he said and walked out of there.

"I need some coffee." I said as I was looking at Julien.

"You can have some if you change your mind about tonight?" he said and grinned.

"Look, I'm not going. Give up." I said and he rolled his eyes.

"When is the Parkins family coming?" I asked and Michelle yelled.

"10 MINUTES HELIA" I nodded and she smiled. So I got in my office, waiting for my last patient of the day to come. After about 20 minutes, a guy with a fedora and sunglasses walked in. He sat infront of me.

"Sorry sir, but the next time you make an appointment, try to get on time." I said and he grinned.

"Like you never did?" he said and I was confused. He took off his hat and the glasses and...

"ETHAN?" I yelled and he smiled. I jumped to him so I could hug him.

"Took you long enough." he said and I sat back down.

"What are you doing here? Whats up with Brandon and Stella? Anything new about MPS?" he laughed.

"Well, actually, that's why I'm here. Listen, MPS is opening again." he said and my smile grew.

"So you'll work there again?" I asked and he nodded.

"Look, I don't have much time, but come to MPS on Monday. In the morning. Other psychologist called their ex-patients too." I nodded and he stood up, starting to walk away.

"Wait, that's it?" I asked and he grinned.

"See you on Monday." he said and left the room, while I was smiling like crazy.