Therapy

That which I most detest, I am.
Mom and I have been watching "In Treatment" on HBO. We thrive on watching others cry, lust, deny, and vent. As spectators, we can easily spot these patient's weaknesses and vulnerabilities, and we marvel that they can't see what we see. Like voyeurs, we are glued to the drama and especially enjoy the episodes where the therapist visits his therapist and behaves just as blindly as his patients.
As our own lives play out and we behave like humans do, it's comforting to know everyone else is just as nuts as we are. This is feel-good TV.