I have a confession to make. It's not that I have done anything illegal or even grossly immoral. It's just that sometimes I question my role.
You see, I work as a psychologist down in the East End of London. That place where the soap opera comes from - except there aren't any cameras. It is not a lack of work that is my problem, there has always been plenty of that. Nor do I question the effectiveness of psychology in helping many of the people I meet.
It is more the notion that my role is made necessary not just by the psychological make-up of my clients but by the society in which they live.
