Psychological Progress

A man sat crying on the couch in his therapists office.

The psychiatrist consoled his patient and reminded him that that he had been making excellent progress.

“You call this progress?” the man sobbed. “Six months ago, I was Napoleon Bonaparte. Here we are today, and I’m a nobody!”

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