Automated therapists, it was bound to happen. The premise wasn’t really all that different than the electronic fortune teller machines, you went into a sealed booth, and instead of asking a question, you described the situation that was causing an immediate anxiety response. Instead of a prediction, you would be given some boilerplate mental health advice, or depending on your heart rate and pupil movement, a mild sedative. The machines operated on retinal scans, so the amount of medication you could get over a certain timespan was limited.
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