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It's not that I have an issue with it

I have been to.. eh I've lost count how many. The issue with my friend is that she is an actress, picked out a therapist that doesn't believe anyone should be an actor, over the last year she has dug deeper and deeper into a hole. Socially, her outlet has become meditation group, and going to the Buddhist monastary. I haven't heard her laugh in months yet she insists that therapy is working. Each week they pick at her issue's and she goes home and meditates about it. I miss my friend, that's really what it boils down to.

Sorry if my entry pissed ya off.. but there it is.

 

posted by rtrr06 on July 29, 2006 at 7:11 PM | link to this | reply

Madamoiselle

Oh!

posted by Burly on May 23, 2006 at 8:22 AM | link to this | reply

It's hard not to be paranoid sometimes, Fiona.

posted by Mademoiselle on April 28, 2006 at 1:15 PM | link to this | reply

of all the things you don't want her to say

that must head the list. Try not to take it to seriously. I haven't seen my therapist in about 3 months because at our last session she didn't immediately book another appointment and I go the distinct feeling she didn't want me to come back. (If that is neurotic, I don't know.)

posted by fionajean on April 28, 2006 at 12:16 PM | link to this | reply

Thank you, Una ...

And yes, I've been told it's very expensive.  Fortunately, my mother is generous enough to foot the bill.

posted by Mademoiselle on April 27, 2006 at 8:22 AM | link to this | reply

Mademoiselle, I know it is common to go to therapy in US. It must be quite expensive. I think most therapists are attractive people otherwise they cannot draw clients back again and again. Your non-sexual crush on her is really interesting. Hope that your migraine has gone away by now.

posted by una01 on April 27, 2006 at 1:24 AM | link to this | reply

I don't think so, Jason

I do find myself talking to myself quite a bit.  Of course, in this house, that's the only way to ensure an intelligent conversation.

posted by Mademoiselle on April 26, 2006 at 9:14 AM | link to this | reply

I would estimate, Brisbane, that ...

I spend roughly 40% of the day barefoot.

posted by Mademoiselle on April 26, 2006 at 9:11 AM | link to this | reply

Does your therapist need new shoes?

Personally, I like sleep on the couch in my shoes. Do you tend to talk to your therapist all during the day, even when you're not with her?

posted by JasonScyte on April 26, 2006 at 2:38 AM | link to this | reply

i just don't wear them!!!

(when I work at home LOL)

posted by brisbane_artist on April 26, 2006 at 2:08 AM | link to this | reply

that is scarey!

posted by brisbane_artist on April 26, 2006 at 2:07 AM | link to this | reply

No one ... I hate shoes.

I wouldn't even wear them, were it socially acceptable not to do so.

posted by Mademoiselle on April 25, 2006 at 9:07 PM | link to this | reply

Who do you really want to shop for shoes with?

trans·fer·ence (trns-fûrns, trnsfr-ns)

---

just a guess..........

posted by KarmaTrain on April 25, 2006 at 8:26 PM | link to this | reply

Thanks for the offer, Frankenkitty ...

I will be posting more on the subject in the near future.

posted by Mademoiselle on April 25, 2006 at 7:40 PM | link to this | reply

The best part, Jomei, is that ...

she looks like the sort of woman who would smell fruity, too.

posted by Mademoiselle on April 25, 2006 at 7:39 PM | link to this | reply

Maybe so, vickip ...

Perhaps I should bring it up in therapy.

posted by Mademoiselle on April 25, 2006 at 7:38 PM | link to this | reply

No, Blanche, the couch is such that one can either sit up or recline ...

Thus, I choose the latter.

Meanwhile, I don't move out simply because I could never achieve this sort of lifestyle on my own.  For instance, who would pay for my therapy sessions?

posted by Mademoiselle on April 25, 2006 at 7:36 PM | link to this | reply

No, FoF, I was only joking with you.

I constantly bring my mother up in therapy.

Oh, and btw, she turns 37 next month ... so, I guess you are old.

posted by Mademoiselle on April 25, 2006 at 7:31 PM | link to this | reply

You're welcome, Ben ...

I figured it was just significant enough to pass along.

posted by Mademoiselle on April 25, 2006 at 7:28 PM | link to this | reply

This is really funny.

I'm pretty good at dream interpretation if you would like me to try interpretting your dream. Ofcourse, I'm no expert.  Why is it that we enjoy trying on shoes so much? It's one of my favorite things to do. If I'm in a new city, I have the urge to try on new shoes and it's icing on the cake if I bring a pair home.  Those are my Boston shoes.  Those are my Charlotte shoes.  Those are my Kalamazoo shoes. My husband wears slippers, but I bought them for him. Maybe your therapist  thinks your on to something. Maybe she was thinking the same thing?  Take care

posted by Flumpystalls3000 on April 25, 2006 at 6:31 PM | link to this | reply

Mademoiselle, the world is in dire need of more apricot smelling

shrinks, simple as that. I'd be turned on too, fruit always does it!

posted by Jomei on April 25, 2006 at 5:41 PM | link to this | reply

The attraction to your therapist may be more sexual than your conscious

 

mind might have you believe -- Sigmund Freud contended that anything that can be entered by a part of the human body symbolized sexual intercourse. Feet "enter" shoes, so there you go! 

 

posted by VictoriaP on April 25, 2006 at 4:53 PM | link to this | reply

Mademoiselle,

Are you pulling our collective leg with this?  Does anyone really recline on a couch during therapy anymore?  I'm told that "transference" isn't uncommon in patient-therapist relationships?  I wouldn't know.  I find their inability to communicate in real human language inhibiting.  BTW, if your mother bugs you, why not move out?

posted by Blanche. on April 25, 2006 at 4:32 PM | link to this | reply

So basically, you are TEASING your poor mother

with this post, hmmm? I am shocked, young lady! (I am supposed to say things like that now that I have been informed by certain bloggers that I am old...)  I'll send you that sweater in puke green soon, dear.

posted by FactorFiction on April 25, 2006 at 3:58 PM | link to this | reply

Thank you for commenting about the anatomy of the anteater. It could be turned into an interesting cartoon too one day.

(B)

posted by A-and-B on April 25, 2006 at 2:04 PM | link to this | reply

The first one is too nauseating to imagine ...

While the second one would hardly be a revelation.

Meanwhile, I've designated the blender story for this weekend ... to combat my traditional Saturday drop in clicks.

posted by Mademoiselle on April 25, 2006 at 12:20 PM | link to this | reply

I think now is the time

to start wild speculation about what Mademoiselle's disturbing recurring dream is.

-that her boyfriend and her brother get drunk and make out?

-that her Mother becomes an evil, controlling witch ala Snow White?

-that Christianity is right and Wiccans are in big trouble?

soo many possibilities, even more than speculation about the blender incident.

posted by AaronB on April 25, 2006 at 12:03 PM | link to this | reply

I'm not sure exactly, Renigade,

because I'm not really much of a "shoe girl" per se.  However, they weren't very comfortable.

And it all felt very natural, actually.

posted by Mademoiselle on April 25, 2006 at 12:03 PM | link to this | reply

Yeah, it just seems like there are more (proportionally) from Detroit ...

than from most other "hip hop hotbeds".

posted by Mademoiselle on April 25, 2006 at 12:00 PM | link to this | reply

So, what KIND of shoes were you trying on, and how do you feel about

that?

posted by Renigade on April 25, 2006 at 11:59 AM | link to this | reply

There are a few white emcees in Detroit...

but the majority is black lol and yea Kid Rock is from Detroit too...

posted by Marshallengraved on April 25, 2006 at 11:41 AM | link to this | reply

Actually, I could see why that would be disturbing, Anglo ...

posted by Mademoiselle on April 25, 2006 at 11:04 AM | link to this | reply

Initially, it was, Rcky ...

but over time, those barriers are gradually chipped away.

posted by Mademoiselle on April 25, 2006 at 11:03 AM | link to this | reply

I developed a thing for my therapist last year... He was really good at

staying professional and I think more than anything, I was irked that I couldn't get him to notice me, as a woman. Now, that is sick!

angel 

posted by anglofinspirtion on April 25, 2006 at 11:00 AM | link to this | reply

Actually, that part was just a daydream, Aaron ...

(of which I have many) my recurring dream is much more cryptic and ominous.

posted by Mademoiselle on April 25, 2006 at 10:59 AM | link to this | reply

Depends on how large his or her ego is/was, FoF.

~ Is the somebody to whom you refer ... Tom Cruise?

~ My mother very rarely comes up during my sessions.

posted by Mademoiselle on April 25, 2006 at 10:54 AM | link to this | reply

Curiously enough, Ben, I always use a taperecorder when I write ...

to ensure my words "sound" exactly as I would actually say them.  I feel it removes the third wall between my readers and I.

posted by Mademoiselle on April 25, 2006 at 10:49 AM | link to this | reply

Madam......

Hahahahaha...great story! I am in the process of choosing a therapist......it will be a woman.  Did you find it difficult to open up to a complete stranger? BTW, What is with the slippers? LOL

posted by RckyMtnActivist on April 25, 2006 at 8:56 AM | link to this | reply

Getting the hots for a therapist is such a Hollywood thing

It's probably happening because you're such a movie buff.  I can't think of how many movies and tv shows I've seen with therapist/patient affairs.  They usually result in at least one murder.

The day I dream of hanging out with an attractive woman and trying on shoes, somebody please put me out of my misery.

I believe some people have meaningful dreams, but all my dreams that I can remember are just strange.  Recently, I dreamt my Dad and I were smuggling drugs (we are 2 of the most law-abiding people you'll ever meet), and I had to toss a packet out the window because some police were approaching.  Then the cop turned out to be an attractive woman, and I tried to hit on her.  That dream was about as plausible as the last James Bond movie, but at least it was coherent - which most of my dreams aren't.

posted by AaronB on April 25, 2006 at 8:48 AM | link to this | reply

Ya know, it gives me the creeps to even think about

having a crush on any of the doctors I have had. Eeeeww. You don't think they assume I have EVER had a crush of any sort on them, do you? Double eeeewww.

I don't know much about therapy. I only did it while I was in Post Partum Depression ... Oops, someone said that does not exist. I must not have been there.

 But do you talk about your mother at all?

posted by FactorFiction on April 25, 2006 at 7:44 AM | link to this | reply

Try a tape recorder? Some people do talk aloud their stream of consciousness.

(B)

posted by A-and-B on April 25, 2006 at 6:31 AM | link to this | reply

Thanks, Ben ...

although as I wrote, I only really go to therapy just so I can talk freely without being constantly interrupted.

posted by Mademoiselle on April 25, 2006 at 6:28 AM | link to this | reply

mademoiselle,

Almost everyone has worries. That's what I call them; worries.

(B)

posted by A-and-B on April 25, 2006 at 6:27 AM | link to this | reply

Sometimes, I suspect that patients are kept deliberately confused for the sake of maintaining the professional's hold upon them. Lol.

I hope 20 clicks here will bring a tiny bit of consolation in the sea of worries.

(B)

posted by A-and-B on April 25, 2006 at 6:26 AM | link to this | reply

You can't believe that what is that bad?

My entire existence?

posted by Mademoiselle on April 25, 2006 at 6:22 AM | link to this | reply

I can't believe it is that bad. I'm sure you'll get over those.

(B)

posted by A-and-B on April 25, 2006 at 6:18 AM | link to this | reply

If only it were that simple, Uncle Dave ...

if only it were that simple. 

P.S. I see that it appears congratulations are in order.

posted by Mademoiselle on April 25, 2006 at 4:41 AM | link to this | reply

Fortunately, it's not I who foots the bill, Mason.

My mother can't be feeling too pleased, however.

posted by Mademoiselle on April 25, 2006 at 4:39 AM | link to this | reply

Perhaps I will, Thomas ...

Thanks for the suggestion.

posted by Mademoiselle on April 25, 2006 at 4:37 AM | link to this | reply

Maddy, maybe you're therapy for her too. Maybe you should charge her.

Then just come here for your proper purging of the soul. We don't charge.

posted by _dave_says_ack_ on April 25, 2006 at 3:29 AM | link to this | reply

"...hummm... so how do you feel about that?"

...$175  an hour! ...I felt ripped off!

posted by MasonGarrett on April 25, 2006 at 1:07 AM | link to this | reply

At your next session...tell her that you don't trust men who don't wear underwear. See what she says??

posted by ThomasFranklin on April 25, 2006 at 12:48 AM | link to this | reply

But you didn't answer the key question, Jack ...

Namely, did you develop a crush on him?

posted by Mademoiselle on April 24, 2006 at 10:47 PM | link to this | reply

Mademoiselle,

I can tell you right now what the problem is.  You are obsessed with psychiatric treatment solving problems.

I went to a kook doctor four or five times.  He always came in from a back room carrying a bell and with dog slobber on his shirt.  Once he rang the bell to see if he could get me to drool.  I had to explain behavioral psychology to him when he couldn't figure out why I didn't drool.

The guy always sat in an upright chair and wrote notes on a yellow pad and never said anything.  Even when I quit talking to force him to say something, he just wrote notes faster.  You know what I admired most about him?  When he wrote notes he looked just like I do when I make complex doodles at a staff meeting that has me so bored that I'm about to pass out just to escape.

His name was Sigmund.  He got really huffy when I started calling him Ziggy.  After that deal, I never got counseling from anyone who wasn't a dog or a cat. 

posted by Jack_Flash on April 24, 2006 at 10:39 PM | link to this | reply

I guess I'd have to see them then (to judge), Cesium ...

I wear fuzzy pink bunny slippers, but it's cool for a girl to do so.

posted by Mademoiselle on April 24, 2006 at 10:34 PM | link to this | reply

Don't forget the nurses, Passionflower.

posted by AlienInsomniac on April 24, 2006 at 10:27 PM | link to this | reply

Sometimes. I'm wearing the "mandals" at work right now. No socks.

posted by AlienInsomniac on April 24, 2006 at 10:25 PM | link to this | reply

I'm going to post about the dream sometime in the near future, actually.

Meanwhile, I often fall asleep even when I'm sitting upright.  Besides, it's very hard for me to get comfortable on "foreign soil (furniture)".

posted by Mademoiselle on April 24, 2006 at 10:07 PM | link to this | reply

The last thing is about your recurring dream::::

Recurring dreams are your subconscious mind's attempt to notify you of some problem. It might be something BIG and horrific or simply something small but kind of crucial.

If you believe in God, then pray and ask him to explain the dream's significance to you. If you don't then share the dream with someone like me who has a little experience in that area and ask them to interpret it for you.

After that, it's up to you whether or not you will make the necessary changes in your life (or whatever the dream's interpretation indicates you should do).

posted by Passionflower on April 24, 2006 at 10:04 PM | link to this | reply

Okay, first off, stop laying on the couch and just sit upright in a chair!

That will fix part of your problem. Second, realize that it's very common for a patient to become infatuated with his or her doctor.

posted by Passionflower on April 24, 2006 at 10:01 PM | link to this | reply

Depends ...

Do you wear them outside?

posted by Mademoiselle on April 24, 2006 at 9:44 PM | link to this | reply

I wear FlipFlops. Do I pass?

posted by AlienInsomniac on April 24, 2006 at 9:42 PM | link to this | reply

Though, when I have it ...

it's cute.

At least, my boyfriend thinks so anyway.

posted by Mademoiselle on April 24, 2006 at 9:26 PM | link to this | reply

....don't worry....there is absolutely nothing strange about not trusting men who wear slippers.....trust me.....what's strange....truly strange.....is 'bed head'.....samhain_moon

posted by syzygy on April 24, 2006 at 9:03 PM | link to this | reply