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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/External-Response-25 on 2025-05-20 02:50:22+00:00.

So I’ve been going to therapy for a while. It’s going okay. I cry less when someone says “we need to talk,” so… progress?

Anyway, last night I was feeling bold. Decided to message my ex something lighthearted to break the ice. Found this perfect meme of a skeleton sitting in a therapist’s chair saying: “It’s not that deep, Susan. I’m literally dead.”

Classic. Passive-aggressive. Emotionally immature. Just my style.

Except I didn’t send it to my ex.

I sent it to my actual therapist.

At 11:47 PM.

With the caption: “Haha remember when you said I have abandonment issues???”

No reply. For hours. I went to bed thinking, “Okay, maybe she’ll laugh. She gets my humor.”

She did not.

Today in session, she printed the meme. Handed it to me. And just said: “Let’s unpack this.”

I spent 45 minutes analyzing a meme I meant to send out of pettiness. She said it was “deeply revealing.” I said it was “deeply unfortunate.” We both cried, for very different reasons.

TL;DR: Tried to roast my ex. Roasted my soul instead. Therapy now costs more emotionally than financially.