3rd time lucky…

Psychiatrists / Psychologists / Whatever… Not sure what the difference is (and don’t really care to find out). Let’s just call them “Therapists”.

I’ve had three.

The first was a marriage therapist. At the time I was trying to find an intellectual reason why I was about to throw away my marriage so any hints at circles and triangles (I think therapists must have been aces at Geometry at school) were the perfect stimulation to an over-thinking mind. The concepts and explanations are simple – my over-analysis of them made them complicated and left me believing I could save my marriage through an intellectual rethink of a love triangle… I changed it into some kind of see-saw that had a shifting fulcrum. Huh??

The second therapist fell asleep on me. Twice!

She was a Brief Therapist who had me “diagnosed” in the couple of minutes before she fell asleep. When I eventually told her she was full of crap she accused me of not taking responsibility for my cure. I don’t think it had anything to do with her loss of income… was definitely all about ME and MY welfare.

The third therapist met me at her at-home office. We spent 30 minutes in session and then the rest of the day in bed.

I finally found a therapy that works for me.

~ by Norm on July 22, 2010.