A young woman took her troubles to a psychiatrist.
"Doctor, you must help me," she pleaded. "It's gotten so
that
every time I date a nice 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, no doubt, you want me
to
strengthen your will power and resolve in this matter."
"For God's sake, NO!" exclaimed the woman. "I want you to fix
it
so I won't feel guilty and depressed afterward."