Shrink Me

A joke among therapists (and even more among those who have to work professionally with therapists) is that we have chosen our career because we are in fact the ones in need of therapy. It is true. I have rarely denied this. In fact, I often don't give myself enough credit. But as much as I am aware of my idiocincricies and the ways they interfere with my life, my relationships, and my pleasure I hate to admit them. I hate feeling like the perpetual client. But I know that part of why I am an effective therapist is because I understand where my clients are coming from.

So today, I took a big step. I went to a counseling appointment under the hospices of "interviewing" this man to see if we would "be a good fit". Talk about distancing yourself from somebody, geez! But five minutes into it, I realized I was home. So, despite the years of counseling I have previously participated in, it is time to say it . . .
Being married has brought up the things that I fear most. I am living out of fear. I am allowing my fear to run rampant like five year old boy with ADD through the heart of my marriage. And it is time to get that kid on some spiritual Ritalin.
This is me doing my part to make my marriage not suck.

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Blogger Lolita said...

great work! i also hear fighting naked helps.

6:45 PM, April 11, 2006  
Blogger the hamster said...

fighting naked just speeds up the make-up process.

i wanted to add that the last two jobs i've had were selfishly motivated: i sold coffee for two point five years because i had been addicted to caffeine for 10 point 4 years; now i am an english teacher because i want to learn to read better.

perhaps this summer i can pull some work as a bartender on the weekends. that would clearly be a civil service.

7:05 AM, April 12, 2006  
Blogger Cara said...

fighting naked: good
cooking bacon naked: not so good

7:53 AM, April 12, 2006  
Blogger the hamster said...

there's a brilliant christian band called the 77's who have a brilliant song called: "pray naked." it be good.

11:13 AM, April 12, 2006  
Blogger HintofDisaster said...

Mel, do we have a fight planned tonight??

12:01 PM, April 12, 2006  
Blogger Lolita said...

Andrew, well, we made bacon last night, so why not?

12:51 PM, April 12, 2006  
Blogger peanutgallery said...

How quickly talk of therapy leads to a naked discussion.... how Freudian.

3:39 PM, April 12, 2006  
Blogger Cara said...

aaaah, yes, peanutgallery, you have oberved correctly. what they don't know is that i am documenting their habits and tendancies for my new book: "Mother Didn't Love Me, So Now Loving You Is Hard". You can find it at stores in the fall of 2006.

5:04 PM, April 12, 2006  
Blogger Lolita said...

ROFL, Cara. It's actually a talk of enhancing your marriage through therapy. What better therapy is there between a married couple than that which occurs between the sheets? I always feel healthy after a little naked time with Andrew. ;0)

6:38 PM, April 12, 2006  
Blogger leida said...

are you all TRYING to make the single chick jealous, or just to make her stumble?!!!???

i mean, really. the only naked sheet time i'm getting is by myself!

("that reads funny, but i'm not sure how to fix it." erma bombeck)

9:08 AM, April 13, 2006  
Blogger Cara said...

Notes . . .
Observation: Despite new posts on blog, subjects continue to discuss the topic of sexual release as a form of relationship enhancement.
Assessment: Subjects appear to be fasinated with sex.

9:46 AM, April 13, 2006  
Blogger Cara said...

mel, what does ROFL mean?

10:46 AM, April 13, 2006  
Blogger HintofDisaster said...

"Roll on the floor laughing."

She's learned a lot of net speak over the last few months.

12:34 PM, April 14, 2006  
Blogger Lolita said...

sorry leida. sex is really boring. it's not all it's cracked up to be.

7:54 PM, April 16, 2006  
Blogger HintofDisaster said...

How dare you say that.

12:01 PM, April 18, 2006  

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