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Friends, Romans, countrymen, welcome to Gekmail.

For those who don't know, Gekmail is a version of this podcast where instead of talking to callers on the phone and having a dialogue as in a conversation between two people.

Gekmail is where I read emails and have a monologue with myself, like an insane person.

And it's fun, and I just get to make words come out of my mouth and you listen to them and I don't know you can pay attention or you can just put this on in the background while you're doing something else.

I won't bother you.

I won't ask you what you're doing unless you want me to.

But that would involve like making a clone of myself that can come out of the TV or the phone or the computer, wherever this is on,

and be with you.

I think that's where we're heading as a society is where you're going to be able to make an

AI version of your... I don't want to talk about that stuff. It freaks me out. Freaks me out.

New subject. Um, I'm sick, so that's good.

And this is boring. I'm going to stop being boring, and I'm going to get into some emails.

Let's start with this one. It says trauma, mommy issues, and a man who won't move out.

Dear Therapy Gecko, please keep me anonymous.

Call me Nigella.

I'm writing to you at a bit of a loss.

I'm conflicted, confused, and conscious of wasting time.

For context, I split up with my partner of ten years last year. After years of physical and

emotional abuse, I plucked up the courage to walk away. It took every fiber of strength out of me

and left me broken, not because I was mourning

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