Story 11:
This one still feels wild to say out loud. The couple was going to therapy to work on communication. They insisted I join the sessions because I “saw the day-to-day stuff.”
The therapist didn’t even blink when I walked in. I sat there while they argued about dishes and parenting styles. I left after two sessions.
I’m a nanny, not a marriage counselor. Maybe I should quit being a nanny and go for it? Definitely pays better 
– Laura K
