- Welcome to Group Therapy.
- I just wanna put it out there
that I don't want to be here.
- Okay.
Anyway, the topic of this session is overcoming fear.
So why don't we go around (drink slurping)
and share the fear that brought each of us to therapy today.
- I'll go first. I'm afraid of blood.
It's really disrupting my life,
because I just got a job as a doctor.
- How did you become a doctor if you're afraid of blood?
- Oh, I'm not a real doctor.
I just play one on TV. (laughs)
I'm an actor. - I'm afraid of-
- Okay. I'm afraid of meeting my parents' expectations,
because by the time they were my age,
they were already billionaires,
and I've only made a few million.
- I'm afraid of-
- I'm afraid of putting myself out there
on the dating scene.
Everyone tells me "It's not rocket science."
I wish it was rocket science.
I understand rocket science.
- I'm afraid of-
- I'm afraid of being caught.
I mean, wrongly accused,
of embezzling millions of dollars from my employer.
I don't know who did it, but it wasn't me.
Believe me.
- So I'm afraid of-
- How about you next?
- Oh, me. (whimsical music playing)
Okay. - Wow.
- So, I am afraid of...
Elephants.
- Elephants?
- Yes. They really mess with my mindset.
- Interesting. So how did you become afraid of...
Okay. - What?
What poster?
- I didn't even say... Never mind.
- I have a fear of being misunderstood.
- Did he just say he has a fear of Carrie Underwood?
- Of being misunderstood.
- Mr. Rogers neighborhood?
- Being misunderstood.
- Raising our voice is not acceptable in session, okay?
- Everyone, I think this guy in the tie dye
has been trying to say something,
and we've just been talking over him.
- I did not even see him there.
(drink slurping)
- Sorry about that. What is your fear?
- Being overlooked. (melancholy music playing)
Like I don't exist.
It's... It's fine.
- Awkward.
- Oh, I think my mom is calling me.
I gotta go. (sobbing)
- I'll go get him.
- I'll go with you.
- No, I'm okay by myself.
- Bye everyone.
- Okay. Be right back.
- Um...
- Oh my gosh. And my fear is overlooking people.
I feel so guilty.
(INFP sobbing) (footsteps receding)
- Hey, wait up.
- What I am afraid of is the wall of chicken,
the wall of the tractor.
It is hard to see under all that snow.
And the man on the tractor could not see me.
So I am on this tractor.
I could not even ride it if I wanted to.
- What the fudge did he even just say?
- Sounds like a monologue created by
a crappy artificial intelligence.
- No, that is my fear.
Shut up.
- Then why are you reading it off an iPad?
- Because I came prepared with notes, okay?
- So you're afraid of a wall of chicken.
- What kind of stupid fear is that?
- I am trying to be vulnerable with you people, okay?
And you are being very judgmental right now.
- Hey, are you all right?
- Oh, hey, mom.
Oh, Aunt Hilda got expelled from rehab again?
That's terrible luck.
- Dude, come on.
I can see you don't even have a phone in your hand.
- Fudge monkeys.
- Look, man, I know it's tough.
People overlook me all the time,
but you gotta keep showing up, and one day
they'll appreciate you for who you are.
- Alternatively, you could fly under the radar,
do your own thing,
and take advantage of others' lack of awareness.
- I mean, I guess you could do that too.
- For example, the therapy group has probably forgotten
that any of us exist by now.
- No way. We left like 30 seconds ago.
- My fear is congratulating a lady on her pregnancy
only to discover that she's just overweight.
- I have done that so many times.
One time I asked the lady if she was having twins,
and her face got redder than a white guy's butt
at a nudist beach.
- We haven't heard from you yet.
- My fear is making big decisions.
- Well, you made a big decision by coming to therapy.
- Oh no.
- I'll go.
I'm afraid of being laughed at.
- Mm. (ENFP chortling)
- Are you laughing at me?
No, I'm crying 'cause it's so sad.
(ENFP laughing) - Okay,
what's your fear, Chuckles?
- Oh, I guess my fear is...
Group therapy. (laughs)
(whimsical music playing) Oh no. I'm scared.
- You can't just make a joke!
- Okay. My real fear is telling people what my fear is.
(ENFP laughing)
- Can you be serious for one second?
(tragic music playing)
(tragic music stopping) That was one second. (laughs)
- Oh boy.
- Guys, here's what we do.
We blow off this therapy session.
Go home, and tell our concerned loved ones
that we tried therapy, but it's just not for us.
- You know, I think we could all use this session
as an opportunity to grow and heal.
- You guys can head back.
I'm out.
- Is it because your deepest fear is admitting
you're afraid? (melancholy music playing)
- Actually, my deepest fear is that the government
will find out that I've been dodging taxes for years.
But, my second deepest fear is admitting that I'm afraid.
- I'm proud of you, man.
- Cool. - Come on guys.
Let's, let's get back.
- Group hug. Bring it in.
- No. - Okay.
- I had to sit on the tractor
with my legs hanging off the tractor
so I could let the chicken climb up into the tractor.
- What is up with you when tractors and chickens, man?
- I don't know. This is just what it came up with.
I mean, what my deepest fear is.
- Okay. Allow me to butt in and say that my deepest fear
is that my coworker Timmy is gonna get promoted before I do.
And that's why I've been planning to take care of him.
- [INFJ] Okay, we're back, everyone.
- Did he just imply he's gonna murder his coworker?
- Glad you're rejoining us.
- So we're just ignoring that. Okay.
- I realized I needed to come back
and face my fear head on.
- And I realized that the government is too incompetent
to uncover my tax fraud.
- So what about you?
The rest of us had to spill our guts.
So what are you afraid of?
- I don't know.
I... (melancholy music playing)
I just know I'm afraid, and I don't want to be afraid.
- Mm. Yes.
- Maybe you have pantophobia.
- What's pantophobia?
- The fear of everything.
- That's it!
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