And what do I tell them?

Since you can't do it with the people you know, then you gotta find another way. She took another sip of coffee. She seemed lost in her thoughts for a few seconds. Is there a particular method of expression you like? It can be anything, even karaoke.

I like writing. I half hesitated.

The session was getting a bit lengthy. My third cup was empty. I was eager to leave it at that, go home. It's not like I had come to an epiphany within the last hour. I was about to mention I had to go, but the sparkle in Lin's eyes advised me not to. She suddenly seemed excited.

That's it! I got it! You know those blogs all over the net, right? Well you're gonna write one. And you're gonna tell random strangers the things you can't tell your friends. By the look in her eyes, it was obvious this was the best idea she thought she ever had.

Seriously?

Come on, I know what you're gonna say: how can I possibly tell intimate things about myself to random strangers on the net, when I can't even tell those to the people who are close to me. Well that's the point, you're safe there, those people don't know you and never will. So whatever you tell them, your privacy is protected.

Hell of a therapist, but at least I'm not paying her. She almost giggled with pride. I was more concerned whether anyone could hear our conversation in the cafe. The idea, however, sounded interesting.

And what do I tell them?

Everything. Anything. Start slow, talk about your routine, what you do, and gradually mention more private thoughts. You'll see, you'll get used to it in no time. This is your seventh assignment! You game?

I stared at my empty cup quietly for a while, wondering what the repercussions of this decision would be. I thought whether this was really safe, whether some unseen dangers could pop up. I also thought if I ever wanted something to change, I had to take some risks and this one didn't seem too much of one.

Fine. I'll do it.