Ritual Confessions

January 16, 2008

Y, oh, Y

Filed under: Uncategorized — elissakaren @ 6:40 am

All right, maybe it’s tiresome that I keep referencing David Rochester’s blog, but most of these evenings, I find myself in front of the screen, thinking: I pledged to blog every day, so what the hell am I going to write about now? For inspiration, I go to Quotidian Anhedonia, and often it will trigger some association. It hasn’t let me down tonight.

Looking back on my own stint in therapy, this random memory floated to the surface:

I’m in Y’s office, in what I think of as (yes, David) the crying chair, as he faces me in the other chair. From outside his office comes the blast of jackhammers.

I jump in response to the sound, then settle back down, feeling self-conscious. “Men at work,” I mutter.

“Men at work,” Y. echoes quietly, smiling with his characteristic mix of gentleness and irony.

I fix him with a pointed and baleful stare, then add, unable to resist: “Real men, doing real work.”

His grin broadens. Jibes like this amuse him. He knows I love him.

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3 Comments »

  1. It’s so interesting to me, the vastly different experiences people have in therapy. I have never displayed any strong emotion other than nervousness to any therapist (I’ve had six, not including Debbie). Nor have I ever experienced transference, though I have experienced reverse transference, which, had I recognized it sooner, would have caused me to stop seeing that particular therapist immediately. It wasn’t helpful, to say the least.:-)

    Comment by davidrochester — January 16, 2008 @ 3:25 pm

  2. I meant “counter-transference.” I shouldn’t try to type before 7 AM.

    Comment by davidrochester — January 16, 2008 @ 9:53 pm

  3. Weren’t you tempted to pitch something at him?

    Comment by Shawn W — January 16, 2008 @ 11:21 pm


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