Following the group therapy session introduced in our previous instalment, we asked a few participants how they were feeling. The responses were, as always, cautiously unenthusiastic.
Little Egret: “I tried mindfulness. Then I realised standing still for hours was already that.”
Barn Swallow: “We discussed work–life balance. I don’t have either.”
Common Cuckoo: “Apparently, my attachment style is ‘outsourcing.’”
European Robin: “They told me to set boundaries. I said I already have a territory. No one laughed.”
Grey Heron: “The group said I should express my emotions more. I stood there quietly for three hours. They seemed satisfied.”
And so, having documented the modest progress, the occasional insight, and the near-universal sighing, we present these case notes along with four more posters for the benefit of the cautious, the contemplative, and the comfortably unmotivated. Birds everywhere may not leap for joy, but they might nod in weary recognition. In a world obsessed with improvement, sometimes simply surviving a therapy session is achievement enough.

















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