Today my boyfriend was messing around with me, took my wallet and started going through the cards I have there and found the card of the psychology company my psychologist belongs to (I started going there last month because of my phobias) and he said “Ha, that’s funny, my psychologist also worked there.” and then we both stared at each other weirdly and he asked “Who’s the psychologist you’re seeing?” and I answered “José L. G.” and then he started laughing. 

Yes. I’m seeing the same psychologist my boyfriend used to see. Do you know when was his last appointment? Four days before we started dating. And the last thing he told him? “Monday I’m going to talk to her and I’m going to get a girlfriend.”. Yep. 

Awkward.