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After being hounded by my daughter, I finally agreed to see a therapist. Why not? Can't hurt. Maybe will help. The poor guy. Suffers from depression. Is a low talker-so hard to hear him. Advised me that with everything I'm going through, now is not a good time for me to quit smoking. I tell him- there's never a good time to quit. The conversation went on with me saying things like this. I think he got a lot out of our meeting. He's looking forward to our next session. I'm looking forward to helping him:)