A young man once walked into my clinic with his father without making an appointment. He looked serious and his father, worried.
He told me that the previous night, he had hung out with his friends from his old school and on returning home to his flat on the eighth floor where he lived with his parents, he felt a tinge of regret. He had dropped out of school and a deep sadness overwhelmed him.
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