Holy shit!!! I was kind of aimlessly wandering the aisles and I look up and I see MY therapist standing in the check-out line! She was all by herself, and I wanted to stare to find out more, but I was terrified she'd look down the aisle and see me staring at her. So I turned my back to her, pushed the cart back down the aisle and turned the corner so she couldn't catch me. I hope she didn't see me like running away like such a geek geek geek! What am I going to say when I see her? I probably just shouldn't say anything. It doesn't matter, right? Who cares if I saw her at Whole Foods. But what if she saw me and doesn't say anything and I never know what she saw! She could have seen me pulling my underwear out of my crack, or picking up some ice cream (alot) or who knows what!! Shit. I don't know what to do. I can't even ask my therapist about this one.