A young woman took her troubles to a psychiatrist.

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 you, no doubt, 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."