I work as a psychologist.

I regularly receive strange requests from friends and relatives.

Recently, a former classmate approached her and asked her to sit with her mother for two weeks while she was on vacation.

When asked why she decided to turn to me, she replied that psychologists like to help people for free, and her mother has already made three suicide attempts this year, so she would not hinder communicating with a specialist.

In thanksgiving, she promised to go on a date with me when I arrived.

I am married, she is divorced, three children and about 120 kg of net weight.

I refused, I thought a lot.