I know that I brought this all on myself. I know that I deserve this. I'd do anything not to be this way. I'd do anything to make it up to everyone. And to not have to see a psychiatrist, who explains to me about being "passive aggressive.
I know that things get worse before they get better because that’s what my psychiatrist says, but this is a worse that feels too big.
I'm inclined to believe you need the psychiatrist.
There's no drugs, no Tom in a dress, no psychiatrists.
If I weren't a writer, I'd be a psychiatrist.
I had to work with a psychiatrist.
I always wanted to be a psychiatrist.
How many psychiatrists does it take to screw in a lightbulb?” “I don’t know. How many?” “Eight.” “Why?” “Oh, stop overanalyzing it.
In Italy the censor is very old and there are many judges and psychiatrists who analyse you.
I have no hang-ups. I don't have to go to psychiatrists.
I would say I see myself as a psychiatrist in remission.
If I didn't play tennis I probably would have to see a psychiatrist.