While we're on the topic of odd conversations...

[badstar]

while back in PA one day:

Mom: "So how;s therapy going? Do you like the person you're seeing? What's her name?"
Me: "Fine. Yes. His name's Michael."
Mom: "HIS? You're not seeing a female therapist?"
Me: "Yes. No. Does it really matter?"
Mom: "Uh, no I guess not. But it's surprising."

And of course, I'm thinking now that the last three weeks oughta make for quite the recap on Tuesday night. It might be more efficient to just type up a list. Bahahahaha.

I've decided that I'm choosing to find many recent events amusing.

Comments

[corpslave.livejournal.com]

I get to see mine on Monday for the first time in 3 weeks. One session might not be enough time to go through my list with her.

[needa.livejournal.com]

Strangely enough, I don't think I knew you were seeing a therapist. It probably just never came up — a thing that I understand better than most, considering the number of things in my life that just never come up in my journal.

[fuego.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I posted once about it when I started and I think I had only one occasion since then where I commented on it again here on LJ. Other than that...it's not like I just toss a casual "Yeah so I had a visit with the shrink today" into most coversations :-P

I guess it works for some people to go to the therapist and write about it...I do the opposite. I write about stuff as it pops into my head, print it out and hand it to him. It's a good arrangement...lol

[fuego.livejournal.com]

yeah...you've had a time lately...*hugs*

[fuego.livejournal.com]

While the thought to look for a therapist for various reasons has crossed my mind over the last few years, and I was once referred to someone that I made an appointment with but ended up never seeing, I wasn't looking for one this time, but got into a conversation when he did a workshop at my grove, then ended up talking to him on and off for a few months determining a few things that were going on before I finally made an appointment. Whether I was dealing with a man or woman never really crossed my mind.