Sit beside the breakfast table. Think about your troubles.

One of the few great things I’ve done in the past eight months? I found a therapist. I hadn’t seen a therapist in nearly thirty years, because:

Therapist #1:

She was super nice (although very much into molestation). The wife of one of my favorite professors. And I’m definitely not against hypnotization. In fact, I let her try to hypnotize me, but I fell asleep on the couch and she seemed a little pissed when she had to wake me up. (She released me as a client shortly after my nap.)

Therapist #2:

This guy was a therapist specializing in career counseling, and I saw him after I graduated from college while I was bagging up dead folks at the hospital. I did go out for a drink after therapy, but never with Mitchell the Therapist. (I ended our relationship less than a month after Cobain’s suicide.)

Therapist #3:
This is my current therapist, and I’m not going to draw her because I don’t want to reveal her identity. Unlike Therapist #1 and Therapist #2, Therapist #3 asks good questions and makes me talk and our conversations lately have gone a little bit like this:

Therapist #3 (T3): Your feelings are valid.

Me: No, I know, but…

T3: Your feelings are valid and your happiness is just as important as anyone else’s happiness.

Me: Okay.

T3: Let’s do a quick exercise. Make a list of the 5 people who are the most important to you.

Me: (makes list)

T3: Now, tell me where you fall on the list.

Me: I’m not on the list.

T3: (Looks at me.)

Me: I know.

I love her. She will not fix me, but she might put some tools in my toolbox and we all need tools.

4 thoughts on “Sit beside the breakfast table. Think about your troubles.”

  1. YAY! I have yet to find the “all purpose” therapist. I’ve had luck with therapists for specific issues/downturns but not one for…um…maintenance? I guess?

  2. #2: Seriously??? Egads!

    #3: Yay. Have to say I’m pretty astonished that you found anyone with available time in their schedule during this year full of crazy. I’m thinking the front-line therapists have been the only thing holding *every*one together lately!

  3. “She will not fix me, but she might put some tools in my toolbox and we all need tools.” I love that so much. I went back to therapy a few weeks ago, and I have some things I know I’m not ready to work on. But I do want to fix some other things, and get some new tools; really, that feels like good enough right now.

  4. I have seen my share of therapists…. Thirty-four years ago I was referred to someone who saved my life, and that is not hyperbole. The process can make the difference between life and death. I am glad you found the right person for this time and place.

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