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as if to say something, but
then stopped, as if had reconsidered. "Maybe you should sit down,
David." Uh-oh. This was it. I swallowed hard when I sat on the bed.
"I have not been myself lately," began. What an understatement. "I
am sorry that I have driven you to other arms. I have never felt like this
before, and I decided that something must be done." Victoria's brown eyes
burned through me, lasers passing through the suddenly vacant space where my
soul used to be. 's tone was grave, and my fears grew exponentially with
each passing second. "So, I went to see a psychiatrist, hoping I would find
out about my moods." My soon-to-be ex-wife paused and my heart sank, as my
mind raced through visions of the shrink telling 's to "dump that chump."
"He asked me some questions, and then he sent me to another doctor. I had
to wait for while, but the other doctor saw me today, too. I am not com-
fortable with doctors, there is too much that can be -- difficult to explain.
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