Couch 136: Transference Welcome!

I consider the table to be a happy thing - it keeps the woman back.

I actually interviewed one who had her chair set higher than the client's chair. She asked me why I was laughing and I told her as I walked out without completing the interview. Dude no way is this going to work out.

My t doesn't need a higher chair - she simply has to look over her glasses at me. Or do that eyebrow thingy.

More therapy humor for anyone who needs it.

I am in better shape and 20+ years younger than either of the two I see.
The first one has said I look at her like she is crazy. I don't look at her enough to know if she gives me looks or not.
I don't look at the second one either, but she has not made any comment on how I look at her when she says insanely stupid things, so there is that

I hope you're able to figure out a solution. I'll send good vibes your way.

I thoroughly enjoyed that. That therapist appears to have the same attitude towards mental health as my partner... (and my critical inner voice, obv)

haha! I needed that today!

Lost it at "THIS IS NOT YIDDISH, KATHRYN"

Yes...but is that because she is superior, or because you let her think she is?

Be the wily huntress artemis. Omm.

**shhh, don't tell SD that!***

(just kidding SD)

Also: have you seen either T since your person passed away?

Yes - I have seen them both.
They sit there while I whinge on.
They murmur things in what is meant to be supportive tone. The truth is there is nothing that can be done. And eventually time will do its job. I know it and simply have to endure until it does. Every day countless people suffer loss of varying degrees. I am not unique or even interesting in mine.

I don't think being human is a good excuse. It may be a fact I cannot change, but I try not to let it interfere.

Y'all, I think maybe everything is terrible and I should stay in my bedroom forever

"Stop it!" youre probably dehydrated, go drink some water

Here's some water:

well, you are right that unfortunately, grief has to take its toll in its own way. I won't feel at you, but I am sorry you are going through this, though it seems like it was a long, painful ending.

I am getting there! I look at her over MY glasses sometimes, too....

One day I will be all the way there though, and will have to change my username. I should start working on that now so by the time I need to change it I'll have a really perfect one figured out!

I keep hearing "Stop it!" in my head. That was so funny!!

Thanks, you two

Chugged a glass of water in case it would help. Then remembered that I'm about to go to bed so now I'm gonna hafta wake up to pee in the middle of the night

If you are in a bad place, skip this post.

I wake up to pee in the middle of the night whether I drink water before bed or not! So I just go ahead and drink it and stay hydrated.

Sending you hugs and all the good thoughts I can muster, pre.

My loss and grief are not in sync with what was best for my person. For her it was not expected yet but a better ending than could have occured. But that truth does not make me not miss her.

At around 10pm tonight a woman (regular customer) came in with her young son.

She said something about how I'm probably getting off soon..I said I still have an hour. Then she said you're face is getting all skinny. She was looking down at the card reader... I didn't even know for sure if she was talking to me

I said, are you talking about me? She said yeah, have you lost weight. All while looking at the card reader

I felt embarrassed and also just weird, I mean, she said it in a strange judgemental way. I said something like oh, I don't know

She said I didn't think you needed to do anything anyway

I just said well

I mean I didn't know wtf to say

All the while her little boy is just standing there staring at me

I should write a book or a blog about the random and strange interactions I have at work

I really just wanted to be like can you just stfu about my appearance lady

Something bit me on the butt today and I got up and cleaned most of the windows in my house. It is such a difference to look out a window not covered in dog slobber.