The Lying Counselor’s Eloquent Reasoning - Chapter 53
“Well, that’s why it’s best to first thoroughly comprehend the illness and then slowly unravel the cognitive distortions.”
“Cognitive distortion? I don’t know what that means, but does it mean I should go to counseling?”
“Of course, that’s also important, but let’s start by getting rid of the phone.”
“G-Get rid of the phone?” Moeka was flabbergasted. First of all, even though he put it lightly, it was a very hard mission.
“Why do I have to do that all of a sudden!”
“Because for people like you, using a smartphone camera is dangerous in itself. In the beginning, smartphone cameras are actually quite unsuitable for selfies. If you take a normal selfie of your face at close range, your nose will appear larger than it should. In fact, many people in the West suffer from this problem. Devices that induce such cognitive distortions should be avoided as much as possible.”
“How would I know that! Besides, if you don’t have a smartphone nowadays, you can’t do anything!”
“You can do it. You have a home phone, right? You can communicate with your friends at school. For research, you can use the computers at home or at the library. See, there is nothing to be afraid of, is there?”
“Sure, I do! That means I won’t be able to update my social networking sites when I go to a store or somewhere!”
“You don’t need to update it. Instead, I suggest you delete all your social media accounts right now.”
“Delete my accounts?”
Again, she was taken aback. What was this guy suddenly saying?
“What are you talking about! You saw it just now, too! My account finally has over a thousand followers! People look forward to my updates! How can I stop??”
“No, if you don’t stop using your phone or social networking sites, nothing will be solved.” Uroma declared firmly. “As I explained earlier, the cause of your mental illness is your repeated use of your phone to modify your selfies. Also, uploading them to social networking sites will have a significant negative impact. Unless you cut off those supply routes of alien face production, so to speak, your suffering will remain for eternity.”
Eternity. The wording was like a fortune-telling fraud.
“Now, let’s take the first big step. The first step is to delete your social networking accounts right here. Come on!”
In Uroma’s hand was Moeka’s phone. When did he take it? She reached out and snatched it back in a panic.
“I-I don’t have to delete my account now, right!”
“That’s not possible. If you don’t do it now, you will continue to use social networking sites. And of course, that means you won’t be able to abstain from using your smartphone. This is the time and place where you need to get rid of all your unfinished business.” Uroma said again in a forceful tone and rose from his chair, closing in on Moeka, who was clutching her phone. “Now, delete! Whatever it is, delete it! Delete, delete, delete!
“Ugh…”
What a depressing experience. Although it’s not overpowering, the sheer eeriness was unbearable. What an evil glint in those cloudy eyes.
“O-Okay, I??”
“Oh, finally, you’re going to delete it!”
“I’m going home!”
Moeka tightened her grip on her phone and at once fled the counseling room where the devil was….