That's funny you should mention therapy--I am an ordained shrink. But you don't need a therapist, all you need is therapy. Therapy is a flask of Bombay Saphire, a good movie or meal with good company, a few lines of high-grade cocaine--you know, the typical pick-me-ups. But if you can bring yourself to punching a stranger, preferably an overweight woman, in the face--I would recommend that first. Let me know what you decide.