Doctor, you must help me.

A young woman took her troubles to a psychiatrist.

“Doctor, you must help me,” she pleaded.

“It’s gotten so that every time I date a nice guy, I end up in bed with him.

And then afterward, I feel guilty and depressed for a week.”

“I see,” nodded the psychiatrist.

“And you, no doubt, want me to strengthen your will power and resolve in this matter.”

“For God’s sake, NO!” exclaimed the woman.

“I want you to fix it so I won’t feel guilty and depressed afterward.”

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