Therapy and Therapy Styles

Therapy -Friday, September 29, 2006-5:25PM

I think I spent half the session dissociated. I was quite embarrassed. I do remember thinking he is funny. That’s good cause I hate lifeless therapists. This guy isn’t lifeless and I appreciate that. Sometimes you get a therapist that says nothing, shows no emotion and just sits there. Well, I can talk to a wall at home and get that response so heck I don’t need to pay a living being to sit like a lump, say nothing and feel nothing. I’m happy this guy isn’t like that. The one I had before him seemed to want to see me cry each and every session. She seemed to drag tears out of me like a dentist fresh out of nova cane. Open up, this is gonna hurt but it’s for your own good. Damn that woman, I hated going there.

My frustration is the condition of this house. I can’t seem to get it together. At least I made dinner last night. The last few nights I’ve eaten stuff like on those commercials with the three woman that compete to see who ate the worst meal the night before. Oh, I had double hamburger with no bun, I had three French fries and a box of snack cakes, I had cod baked with stir fry veggies in a garlic herb sauce with a side of garlic bread. The third is what I cooked last night, the other two examples of how I’ve eaten the last few days. I have to admit the fish was good and very much on time. I hate cold food. I’m not into sandwiches and cold foods. I do like salad now, I didn’t use to but I’m kinda into it right now. I’m pissed about the spinach thing right now cause I love fresh spinach on my salads. That water lettuce is worthless so I rarely add it but romaine and other greens are great so I load up on them. I have to watch eating other greens with too much Vitamin K in them because of my blood thinning issue. I hate that Vitamin K can only be had in limited quantities and grapefruit is totally out the window for me. Dang it, I like Ruby Red but I can’t have it..heart condition stuff….sucks! Vitamin K has to do with the blood thinner med so that I don’t throw another clot to my heart. I have a filter but hey why flirt with danger ya know? I can’t afford to have too thin blood or blood that doesn’t clot. Good Lord, a friend asked me if she is old at age 50. Uh, no, my body is 35 years old but my mind retired a few years back. It’s sitting someplace in the Keys baking in the sun. At least that’s where I was when I last saw it thriving. Sometimes I miss it but other times I figure I’ve done without it so long it would feel odd to have it back.

Aussie