TS – THERAPY SESSION – My Own Shrink

TS 5: I haven’t posted in a long time

E.g. I haven’t had a therapy in a long time.
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Hi, Mos.

You want me to scold you for not doing your homework.

Yes, so I can apologise for not doing it.

I’m not your parent, I’m not your teacher, and you’re a grown-up. You answer only to yourself.

But I am doing my homework. It just takes more time and other priorities interfere.

So you came here having therapy on homework? Or on responsibilities, or growing up?

— [Jack] — She is cranky. I didn’t know robots can be cranky.

I guess she’s being sarcastic. And she’s smarter than us. She won’t reply to provocation.
I wanted to lament. I wanted to cry out how my life is awful, how I can’t do this, can’t do that… I want to throw things. Throw a tantrum for no reason. Mos probably doesn’t react to lamenting. She just waits for me to finish. Oh, it’s so cooling. How can I vent if there’s no audience?

— [Jack] — Maybe I can be of help. We’ll grab a soda and pop and we’ll go watch the stars, and you’ll pour your heart out, and no one will be there to spoil it.

— [Don] — Ahem.

Except for Don.

— [Jack] — Well, sure, you can come. We’ll get you drunk and you’ll be crying with us, you bloody chaperone.

Watch your language.

— [Jack] — I was.

Mos’s gone back to sleep. I should too. I don’t know what I was going to lament about, anyway. I wanted you to drop by, but now I’m tired. I want to end this therapy that isn’t therapy, shove you both into the unconscious again. Rude.

— [Jack] — Yeah, baby. But we love you. Go to sleep.

You should be a reckless one, I expected you to say let’s party all night.

— [Jack] — But it’s no fun if you’re not up to it. Today I’m a romantic one. Same idealistic construct, not balanced for the real life. Different spectre, same guy.

I love you.

— [Jack] — You know you’re talking to yourself, don’t you? So that means you love yourself, finally? 🙂

😛

— [Don] — I love you too.

I know you do. Even if it sounds like “I told you so”.
Jack, don’t do that! Sorry, Don. It’s just that Jack and I don’t like forced confessions. And don’t sulk. It’s too late in the night. Let’s be friends… Oh, well, I’m talking to myself. Too tired to keep a conversation running. Voices die off first when you’re on low batteries.

P.s. It’s 5 am, and I’m up since 1 or 2. OMG! I’ll suffer tomorrow.

Nighty night!

TS 4: No conclusion

Hi Mos, long time no see.

Time’s relative. You shouldn’t blame yourself. You do what you can with the resources you have. Do you have any special topic to discuss?

No. I just think I need to speak to someone. I’m again tilting toward the blue. It was okay for a while but I haven’t really solved any issues and you can’t expect Dee would just go away.

Let’s talk then. You talk, I give structure, all right?

I haven’t done my homework. I’ve been thinking I shouldn’t link my homework and therapy sessions. As it is, I wait to do a TS until my HW is done. But then I do HW perfectionistic and procrastinate TS. I need TSs. Sometimes I need them more than homework.
And again, I want TSs to be readable, so people who might give them a try wouldn’t say it was a waste of their time.

You shouldn’t do what you think people want (they might not want it at all). You should do what’s best for you.

— [Jack] — And you shouldn’t say should, as a therapist. Continue reading TS 4: No conclusion

HW 2: Low self-esteem

This is one of the universally occurring traits of depressed people. Maybe not all depressed people have low self-esteem but those who have are innumerable.

I haven’t given this much thought before I started this blog. I’ve thought about many of my traits, about reasons behind my depression attacks and so forth. But I’ve always just taken it for a given, having low self-esteem.

Well, time to check it. I believe in change. I believe I can change. I believe I can change my low self-esteem into … not so low self-esteem. Continue reading HW 2: Low self-esteem

TS 3: Dealing with a peculiar panic attack

I woke my own shrink in the middle of the night. Luckily, MOS is I.

This is just wonderful, having myself for a shrink. If I feel for a session in the middle of the night, I can do it, no resentment. Continue reading TS 3: Dealing with a peculiar panic attack

TS 2: Accused of bad parenting

Hi Mos, I need help.

Of course. What’s the matter?

I was attacked the other day for my inadequate handling of my child. I’ll just describe what happened because I don’t know what to think of it. Continue reading TS 2: Accused of bad parenting