Thursday, January 10, 2008
Antistar...
...by Massive Attack. An old favourite which I heard today as I rode a city bus on my way to my psychologist. On Tuesday I went swimming and I'll go again tomorrow. No news on my weight yet, but its early days and there's a lot to lose. Little steps up the long ladder... I think I'm having an emotional reaction now. I keep wanting to laugh one minute and then tears well up in my eyes the next. I suppose its not easy to find a good psychologist, but I seem to have found one. Its odd to think some people might see going to a psychologist as an admission of weakness. It feels great to me, like I'm finally confronting the pit. Maybe its because I can't hide my weakness any more...?
Its good to be alive today.
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I love that song, and I'm happy that you're feeling good today.
I had heard that it wasn't easy to find a good psychologist, and I didn't know what to expect when I went in last Friday, but it turned out to be a very good session. I have another appointment on Saturday, and I'm actually looking forward to it.
I don't really know where the stigma about going to a psychologist comes from, but I frequently hear it from my family members (most of whom would benefit from professional help...)
Fortunately, I don't feel the same way about it. I need a little help right now, and I need it to come from a somewhat neutral party.
Everyone has realms of weakness and realms of strength. Admitting it just makes you honest.
Hi Jan,
I'm glad to hear your feeling ok, I know you could do with it.
As for the wieght losing don't worry you've got a whole year to come up with a result.
Admitting your weaknesses makes you stronger.
Looking forward to Rocketman
love Peter
I loved my therapist. She was awesome and is still available for me in case I feel the need for a tuneup!
Good luck, Jan. You, too Cyan.
Yes, I think the secret to happiness is being honest, especially to one self. The trouble is, most of the time I don't even understand how or when I'm lying to myself because I allow myself to accept the lie without condition. Thats my 'sweet narcosis'.
I like my psychologist. She's good at slipping behind my defences and touching the regions of my mind where I've never really had another person. Even I don't go there very often.
Peter; Its going to be called 'Raiders of the Golden Anaconda'
Heh heh heh, should be fun. Still haven't heard from Rasmus though.
Stay happy man. Don't let the turkeys get you down.
Well, as you know I have often put myself in situations that would stress the strongest minds, so I have often seen a psychologist. It WAS not easy to find one that I could work with and respect- most of them I knew that if I wanted I could manipulate them... not Isabella though.
But, IMNSHO admitting that something is wrong, mentally, physically, educationwise, etc., and then doing something about it shows real strength. Those who goes through live never growing are in fact the weakest and I pity them. Perhaps that is why I sometimes do extreme things, to grow from them... wonder if that is healthy or self-destructive...
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