"Shrink Rap," by Craig Faustus Buck, in Pulp Modern, 10, 2016.
One thing that has always bugged me (trust me, there are others) is what I call the "different-with-me fallacy." A typical example would be: "Sure, my lover cheated on her husband, but this is different. She won't cheat on me because I am/we have something special." Like Oscar Wilde said about second marriages, it is the triumph of imagination over experience.
On the other hand, you might say that Talia, in this story, suffers from a lack of that fallacy. She used to have a lot of mental and addictive problems, but her wonderful psychologist cured her. And became her lover.
But he would never violate his professional ethics and their relationship by seducing another patient because... Uh, because...
If she suspects him of misbehaving is she suffering from paranoia, or merely pattern recognition?
Good story.