adriana suriano
1 min readJul 31, 2021

despite not being a group therapy kind of chick, i decided to try another group. stress management.

there were only 5 of us in the stress management group. hmmmm. no one else is fucking stressed? only 5 people.

per usual you had the creepy guy who was way too complementary when the women gave answers. “oh yes adriana, i can totally relate” or “that must be so difficult, adriana”

the person who talks way too fucking much. “music helps me with my stress. i like all kinds of music” which usually is followed by all the genres of music they like. when they first listened to the genre of music, where they were, how it made them feel. you get the idea.

then there’s me. “if i can be honest, i will drink a glass of wine. rose preferably. it makes me feel so relaxed. it tastes dry and inviting. sometimes when i am really stressed i finish the entire bottle.”


group therapy is not about honesty. the facilitator has 50 minutes to change all of your bad behaviors so you can replace them with shiny new ones.

i click leave on my screen at the end of group. i smile. i think to myself i might be fucked up but at least i am honest.

adriana suriano

i am a first generation italian-american who grew up in southern new jersey. Life is amazingly beautiful and devastating. Sometimes in the same day.