It

When I breathe, it hurts.
“What hurts?”
I do.
“Yes but…you said it hurts.”
So?
“So, what hurts?”
I told you.
“No you didn’t, you said-”
I said, I do. I hurt.
“But first you said it.”
So?
“So, what hurts?”
…

Note to self – psychiatrists with unmatched socks are not to be trusted.