My Shrink Came to Stay..
June 27th, 2011
So anyway, my psychiatrist came to stay for a few days...and it was very nice actually.
She and my adopted godmother have been spending their retirement having adventures in a camper-van and on a boat and in under canvass in African game-parks, and they came for a visit to Chalfont St Peter last week. Judith and I only ever saw each other in her office, where I would sit on her green sofa and talk about myself and cry, so I didn't know much about her. Turns out she's super-interesting and fun, which I always suspected she would be.
I asked her to give me an MOT, because things have been feeling a bit jangly under the hood lately. It didn't take her very long to get to the core issues. It seems that I am still dealing with the same old ghouls of yore- anger and low self-worth. The amazing thing was how helpful it was to receive her insight. The engine is running smoothly again.
I have often wished I could clone Judith and give a copy of her to everyone I know. She's a (retired) world-class psychiatrist, and now I know she's a top notch house-guest too.
How would you feel if your therapist came to stay?
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Damien Hine
~ June 27th, 2011 ~ 14:06Good to know :)
Martin~ June 27th, 2011 ~ 16:06Hmm...My therapist and I got on very well, but I get pretty nervous when anyone comes to stay, so I'm not sure...!
I expect he'd call me up on some of the bad thought-habits I've slipped back in to... :-s
