Dear Counsulor,   It's nothing personal.When I bared my soulI should have expected--but it felt so good to be acceptedand it was your jobto tell them every sob.   It's nothing personal.The next day, we both knowwhen I apologizedit was forced liesand you said you had to;of course I wouldn't blame you.   It's nothing personal.But in the end, my heart is not consoled.