Two Friends, One Therapist: A Funny and Heartfelt Look at Shared Healing

When You And Your Friend Have The Same Therapist

Healing can be shared, but each story still deserves its own space.

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Today brought a small twist. My friend Kenneth and I realized we share the same therapist. I had my appointment with Jennifer at one o’clock, and he met her for the first time at three. She had an hour between us, which felt merciful. Two of us in one day might test anyone’s clinical stamina.

Before I left, I told her she would be meeting one of my friends later. She asked who. I said, “Kenneth.” She smiled and said, “Don’t tell me anything about him. I want to meet him with an unbiased mind.” That made sense to me. Therapy works best when each person gets a clean slate—no backstory, no influence, just truth meeting truth.

On the way home, I couldn’t help laughing. Same therapist. Same couch. Same box of tissues. Different lives being unpacked in the same quiet room. It’s funny how paths overlap, yet the work stays deeply personal.

If I’d remembered, I would’ve brought some of Kenneth’s favorite snacks and a drink to leave for him. It would have been a tiny act of care, the kind that doesn’t fix anything but makes the process a little softer.

Therapy Reflection. Boundaries keep the space safe. Connection keeps it human. Both can exist together.

Maybe next time I’ll remember the snacks. Maybe not. What matters is that two people can heal in the same place, in their own ways, and still cheer each other on from across the hour.

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