The Doctor Is In
Mr. Divorce Me Not
I went to go see my therapist yesterday. Her name is Wendy and she has a Ph.D. from Yale. She is pretty upper-middle class, and says to-maato instead of to-maeto, but she really enables me to get in touch with my true feelings. Yesterday, I was doing pretty well. There was nothing I was really upset about. We covered: my feelings about my employment status, my relationships with others, and how things are proceeding with my girlfriend. I don't know how helpful it was to me, but it might give you, the reader, some insight into my psyche.
I haven't worked for a while. At first, it really stressed me out. Actually, at first, I wasn't sure I'd be able to do any job for a while because I my poor mental health. Thanks in part to Wendy, and in part to medication and my family and friends, I have recovered to a pretty good place. I still don't know if I could return to my old position at 40 plus hours a week, but I probably would be able to get a little part-time job. This blogging keeps me occupied and my mind on something. I guess I could still get a job as a laborer or customer service agent somewhere. The job I had longest was as a concierge, or greeter, I'd like to do that again. In fact, I'd like to get my old job at the hospital back. Ah well, I must move on, I suppose.
Wendy and I also talked about my relationships with others. We talked about my relationship with my parents. I live in their house in Nashville, TN, and they live in their other house in Florida. I call them every day and tell them I love them. My relationship with my sister is for the most part good. It's just that she is so busy with work and her two kids (and she just moved) that we don't have a lot of time to talk. I imagine in our next phases in life, we will grow even closer. I relish that. We talked about my friends. I've got the best, most supportive friends in the world, so there is nothing I would change about that. Finally, my son, Little Miles, does really well and is a happy and well-adjusted kid. He's having headaches lately, close to migraines, and the doctor gave him some medication for that. He says May is project month at school. He has two or three really big projects that I look forward to helping him out on. We talked about my girlfriend, Leigh Anne, in most detail.
Leigh Anne and I have been dating about two years, and my feelings for her have evolved over time, but I'm happy with the way they are now. Wendy asked me if I would like my feelings to go back to the way they were at the begining of our relationship and I said "no" because they have become deeper and richer (if more boring). My problem with her is, and my problem in therapy always is, that I take a good thing, like a job or relationship, and drive it into the ground. I take it and enjoy it so much that it soon becomes boring to me. I don't like new things either, and I have a hard time with transitions, so I keep the thing until it becomes the bane of my existence. I guess that's where the dilemma lies. How do you take something old, and make it like new again? Can something be both fresh and comfortable?
