Larry David's boyhood pal Richard Lewis once persuaded his fellow comedian to see a psychotherapist in New York.
"I recommended mine," Lewis recalled. "We'd go to group with the doctor, and afterward we had aftergroup. Larry went to these aftergroups, and one night he just stood up and said, 'I've had it. I don't want to hear you people. You're not helping me, I can't help you--this is insane.'
"He just stormed out of this person's house. The whole group ran after him, ten neurotic people chasing a guy fleeing from therapy. He wound up in a phone booth. I said, 'Larry, come on -- you should go back.' He said, 'I'm not coming out.' We ultimately all left, and I don't think he's been in therapy since."
Sources
Esquire, Mar. 2002, p. 145
