Superhero Therapist Novels & Stories

“You really did great today. I’m proud of you,” Lincoln says as he tidies up the living room, gathering empty cups and straightening the pillows. “And I’m also proud of you for deciding to seek out therapy. I really think that’ll be good for your recovery. “I think so too.” I nod, reaching into the folder on the coffee table and pulling out the resource list the nurse gave me. “There’s a psychologist on here that comes highly recommended—great reviews and everything. She specializes in several areas, including anxiety and PTSD therapy.” I hand the paper to Lincoln.

"Someone who understands. Trauma. Dimensional travel. Psychological damage from impossible experiences." "That's actually a good idea. Surprisingly healthy. Very un-Luna-Queen of you." Thorne smiled. Tired. He wasn't sleeping either. Too worried. Too aware through the bond of her struggles. "I'll find someone. A specialist. Someone who gets it." He did. Dr. Sarah Chen. Not Alpha Chen's relation. Different Chen. She specialized in supernatural trauma. Had worked with wolves who'd experienced things. Impossible things. Reality-breaking things. She understood. Really understood.

MJ got better at first until she got worse again Cameron had no idea what it was the therapist was doing to her but it was affecting her in a bad way. I will look up and see what I can find but as far as I'm concerned she's harmless. Harmless? Kyle gave him an incredulous look. You think she's harmless nobody in her profession is harmless. Psychiatrist psychologist therapist counselor so whatever you call them they are the most dangerous people you could ever meet anyone who could get into your head should be considered dangerous. I get that they are people with good intentions out there are there are also people who mask their evil through good intentions. I don't know what's going on here

she repeated, standing and pacing. “Well, maybe because the first therapist I dared to open up to jokingly said ‘Oh, Zara, stop overreacting. It’s not like they even touched you.’” Ace gasped, covering his mouth in shock. “And you know what? She was right. They didn’t touch me, because my superhero showed up just in time. And I don’t even have issues with having sex. You and Ethan were so gentle. So what trauma, right?” “But that didn’t stop the nightmares. The fear. The shame. The way my heart races in dark hallways.”

Enrique let's out a little chuckle. " Anyone but you." Shawn says. " Why? I won't even charge you. Therapy is expensive as fuck, Shawn." Enrique screams, scaring Sage. Sage winces, flinching back at his screams. She hides her face in her pillow, shifting close to Shawn. " I don't care about the expenses, Enrique. You can't be her therapist because you're competing with Hades here, you'll make yourself appear better in her mind and I don't want anyone to play with Sage's mind for their own reasons." Shawn growls, hugging Sage.

I have to get help and fast. "You're right man, you've always been right. And I... I've been a coward". Brian smiled at me "It's okay to be a coward sometimes". I nodded gently, the weight I felt in my chest earlier finally lifting. "So, know any therapist?" Brian tapped me gently on the shoulders grinning "Don't worry man, I've got you. I will set up an appointment for you with the very best in the city, and don't worry, confidentiality is guaranteed".

“But you have us. We will never let you become like her. You have us. You have your parents. You have your friends. You are loved, so deeply loved.” “And we will not let anything, not your father, not your fears, not your demons, hurt you ever again." Leo stepped closer, his voice deep and steady. “I know someone trustworthy and incredibly talented who can help you. A psychiatrist. She’s the best I know. She treated me after... my rut... the one that nearly killed me.” Leo took a deep breath, as if the memories of that past felt still painful... “She helped me in ways no one else ever could. I’m certain she can help you, too.”

"You just are." "No," I said. "I am trying to explain to you what I see and offer you a suggestion. "Therapy isn't about sanity or insanity. It's having a safe space to unpack it all, to gain perspective and tools to cope… it's not about being weak, Grace. It's about being smart and self-aware." Her silence stretched out until I began to doubt if I'd gotten through to her at all. She looked pissed and resistant. "I don't agree."

The big spender added. "Maybe you should go back to the club, then?" Kath ventured, not understanding much about these trauma things and their consequences. She couldn't even deal with her own and had difficulty submitting to treatments, seeing her life, pains, and fears give rise to theories she considered far-fetched. "What did your therapist say about that?" Harm asked.

He looked up, "It is completely normal to feel overwhelmed, Gianna. And I know I can't just stand here like a dictator and tell you to stop doing this to yourself, because it doesn't work that way. You can't just switch it off." His thumb smoothed over a deep scar, and a strange, aching warmth bloomed right where he was touching me, making my body want to melt toward him even though my mind was fighting it. "Everybody needs help sometimes," Raphael continued, "A therapist isn't a judge. They are just an objective person who can help you look at the pain. Maybe they can help you understand the exact reason why you do what you do to your own body, so you don't have to bleed to feel okay."