Readers Group Therapy: I'm Your shrink!

                      Group Therapy:   noun [ mass noun ]

 form of psychotherapy in which patients meet to describe and discuss their problems.

I get that the whole point of group therapy, is so that you can talk and get it all out of your system, and have people who have been through similar circumstances listen. I GET THAT. But honestly,it just seems awfully depressing to me.

        I figure you've got enough of your own  problems,than to sit down and absorb their sorrows, with no place to comfort them.To hear that no one is truly happy, its just a futile notion conjured up by heretics or romantics or quest-seekin-junkies who's life's purpose is seeking the elixir to happiness. Maybe I'm just being cynical and critical. But its just not my cup of cocoa :/

Kinda like when your baby-sitting those cutsie little bundles of joy,and a suspicious smell arises into the air, and then you hear these cute little sniffles that just melt your heart.

                             

Before the full impact of the situation strikes,but by then its much too late, So You squeeze your eyes shut and like a bomb ticking away you wait for it with a mixture of apprehension and helplessness 

…5.4.3 -BHOOMAMA!!!

They all begin to cry.

BUT, thats just my opinion. Enough of that.

I guess this is a little hypocritical of me,but whatever.
NOW. fun times lay ahead!

Readers Group Therapy:

Wherein traumatised survivors of tumultuous books meet to describe and discuss their feelings and help each other get through/slam the author-no offence.

                                                  OR

 Wherein Ecstatic Fans of AWESOME books  meet to describe and discuss *Squeal*  their feelings and share their Fandom  with the other oompa loompa 's of their utopian world!

Come on,we've all read those books (or whatever's left of it) which leave you ...*URGH* 

             The disgusted *Urgh!* your-killing-me!

                 The *Urgh.* here-we-go-again

               

                                                                                                     The *Urghhhh!!!* How-could-you-"he was your                                                     friend, he trusted you!!!"

        Which further leads to "I'm coming for you :)"

           

  

                                                        The baffled *Urgh?*
              What-just-happend?Pigs can fly you say?

             

                                   
   The  *Urgh.* -_- get-over-the-cheese-factor. But you still can't get the cheshire-cat grin off your face:p

The conflicted thought-provoking 

*urgh...*

The  *Urgh.*  Such-a-blonde .                                                                              

                           

              

                                         

You get the idea. Oh,and yeah, the human Face consisting of largely 52 muscles is capable of such an array of emotions. Never ceases to amaze me.

                                   

          And then there are those books too.

Well, now that we're introduced.