My Therapist is a PS4 Controller

Or How I learned to Stop Worrying and Just Love Carpal Tunnel

My therapist is a PS4 Controller

Sessions start most weeknights at 6pm sharp or maybe a little bit earlier

Especially if it’s been one of them days

And god damn if they ain’t all been one of them days lately

Sessions are only spose to last an hour but hey sometimes they run over the allotted time

Afterall, shouldn’t I be prioritizing self-care?

But I’m getting ahead of myself

I really should start by reciting the Assassin’s Credo:

May our blades be sharp

May our ammo be infinite

May our jumps be double

As we strive to slay every boss

To explore every dungeon

And to loot every chest

My therapist is a PS4 controller who connects me to a vast array of interactive modalities that guide my path to healing

Spider-man’s Miles Morales helps me weave through the intersections of my conflicting identities

And helps me shoulder the burden of having a secret identity to protect my loved ones

Horizon’s Aloy lends me her courage so I can confront my own past

Wolfenstein’s Blazkowicz helps steel my resolve to prepare me for a future fighting nazis

And Rico Rodriguez shows me how to smash the fascist state with a grappling hook, a wingsuit, an assault rifle, and a can-fucking-do attitude

But Kevin Conroy is the voice of reason who keeps me from losing my mind even in Arkham Asylum

My therapist is a PS4 controller

I mean, anything to not have to talk to anyone, right?