When you’re apologising for apologising, then you know you have a serious problem

After a recent break-up where I had my heart broken for the first time, I sat in front of my therapist and sobbed solidly for an hour. 

She looked slightly shell-shocked which was to be expected as I had spent the previous three years insisting in our sessions that I didn’t ‘do’ crying. Or relationships. Or feelings.

“I’m what some might call a sociopath,” I would tell her in an attempt to break her unwaveringly calm countenance. It never worked, in case you’re wondering.