Truth is stranger than fiction
If Mr. Parker should decide to retire from his profession as a therapist, he could become wealthy writing sitcoms, short stories and novels, or as a stand-up comic. His stories of the whacky, bizarre, and downright unbelievable situations in which he's found himself as a therapist made me laugh out loud several times. He is a gifted observer of the weirdness in everyday life, and a clever writer who does not hesitate to put his own personal absurdities and demons on display for public scrutiny. A former substance abuser who saw the light, got clean and sober, and dedicated his career to helping troubled souls, Mr. Parker has chosen a few choice, ripe, vignettes from his 30 years in practice to demonstrate that a therapist, much like any professional, periodically finds him or herself confounded by the sheer ludicrousness of the people he or she meets in his or her career. While I am not now, nor have I ever been, in the mental health profession, I can relate: in almost 25 years in management, I've encountered employees who were either totally clueless, or, sadly, seriously mentally ill.
The tales in this book are caricatures of actual clients and encounters. While at times I felt uncomfortable that Mr. Parker drew from his experience, almost as though he had taken advantage of the unusual situations experienced by a very small slice of his professional pie, at the same time I realized that the annual Darwin Awards recognize similarly unfortunate people. By holding a mirror up to the face of the therapist, Mr. Parker sheds light on the fact that not everyone is Freud or Jung, reminds us that we are all human, and that being human is not called the human comedy without good reason.
Or, maybe I found this hysterically funny because I'm as whacked as some of the people who've sat across the desk from Mr. Parker.