Yup sure do. in fact one day my present therapist and I were talking about the writing and drawing that I do and I made a comment that I didn't need bats and shrinky things like that all for sanity all I need is pen and paper and when I said that a poem started going around my head -----

BATS AND SHRINKY THINGS LIKE THAT (written March 14, 2005)

What is it about shrinks?
You can always tell
When you have one that really thinks
or one of those who just want to copy Pavlov’s bell.

As long as you jump through their medicinal hoops they think you’re fine.
God forbid you get one like Freud
Who thinks everything you say has to do with that oedipal line
Most of these fools are so obvious its funny but quite a few have annoyed

Me by pulling out this overstuffed bat
Black handled, thick with hard foam and red.
“You don’t know it but you’re mad, get in touch with it, here hit the chair with that”
Now what would you choose the chair or the shrinks “presumes to know all” head?

Me – I told many of the fools real fast
“forget the chair, give me your head!”.
For how dare she or he (mostly he) tell me how “I” feel about the past
Mad does not cover a man climbing into a child’s bed.

Gee. I wonder why it
Was that all those fools took the bat away
faster than someone could spit?
I know I haven’t heard the last to say

“hit the chair with the bat”
Goes to show how well shrinks think they know me
I don’t need no overstuffed bat for anger and feelings like that
The only bats I need are paper and pen and they will see

What is inside
Is suddenly an open book
In my writing there’s no reason to hide
All anyone needs to do is open their eyes and look

And right before there eyes for all to see
Is the forty-two year old life called - me.

Copyright Katherine T. Manne