A young woman took her troubles to a psychiatrist. “Doctor, I need your help,” she pleaded. “It’s gotten to the point that every time I date a guy, I end up in bed with him. And then afterward, I feel guilty and depressed for a week.”

“I see,” nodded the psychiatrist. “And so no doubt, you want me to help you strengthen your resolve and willpower in this matter.”

“No way!” exclaimed the woman. “I want just you to fix it so I won’t feel guilty afterwards.”