I hate pop psychologists I hate pop psychologists I hate pop psychologists I hate pop psychologists I hate pop psychologists I hate pop psychologists I hate pop psychologists I hate pop psychologists I hate pop psychologists I hate pop psychologists
There is nothing more I hate than the type of person that thinks they know you because they noticed you like the color purple or some shit. I already have enough social anxiety without wondering if people are analysing my every move and judging me for it.

(To clarify I don’t hate real qualified psychologists, I hate armchair psychologists that think reading a single internet article and noticing a pattern makes them psychology Sherlock Holmes)


Hmm is this performative male behavior?