he would say. I hated
uncertainty. I wanted the answers
immediately. He introduced me Gibran
and Rilke. He encouraged my poetry –

to accept what is without question. He sacrificed
his greatest love for me – psychology
I sacrificed my heart, which had already been
broken once, ironically by another psychologist –

the one that he would see. I introduced them. We
went to couple’s counselling together –
to answer the questions because they were getting
more and more unbearable living them. And at the end

when I found out he had lied I said to Jim
“your life is over” and I took him for everything –
His career and eighty thousand. He died a little over a
year from the day. But he died with the answers. Though I
don’t think knowing them helped him in anyway.