A moth goes into a podiatrist's office.

The podiatrist says, "What's the problem?"

The moth says, "Neither of my parents loved me, I don't think any of my brothers and sisters even like me, and I have no friends."

The podiatrist says, "You don't need a podiatrist, you need a psychiatrist. Why'd you come in here?"

The moth says, "Because the light was on."