User 44

User 44

Wednesday, 27 September 2017 15:26

The Analysts Chair

The Analysts Chair


The Therapist: You've told me you live in a world of your own
 
Me: Not exactly I'm not god you know
 
Therapist: Yes, but you fantasize to get away from the tough life.
 
Me: Yes, it's tough if you chew without teeth like me
 
Therapist: Be serious now, are you frightened of being hurt again?
 
Me: I guess so. My fiancé died didn't he. But then everyone does that you know.
 
Therapist: What would your fiancé think of you, joking all the time
 
Therapist: What would your fiancée think of your joking all the time?
 
Me: He’d love it. He was Irish. I think it was him that taught me to kiss the Blarney Stone.
 
Therapist: You look sad now.
 
Me: Yes, I am. I miss him terribly. You have it right, I joke to cover up. But I also cover up because it’s winter.
 
Therapist: It is winter – I’ll be away for my Christmas hols soon – Goodbye!
 
Tuesday, 22 August 2017 13:04

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hello this is class of 17 writing on the wall
Tuesday, 22 August 2017 13:04

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hello this is class of 17 writing on the wall
Tuesday, 22 August 2017 13:04

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hello this is class of 17 writing on the wall