AUTHOR: Marty, a.k.a. canape TITLE: To therapy or not to therapy DATE: 1/25/2007 11:53:00 PM ----- BODY:
My dog is drinking out of the toilet. After she is done, she will come in here to get in the bed, snuggle up, and possibly lick my face. Yum.

My bro is a therapist. A marriage and family therapist. Tonight I told him that I was thinking about going to therapy. He said that it was good because it could help me deal with a lot of stuff.

At the same time, I was telling him that I didn't want to go because I had a lot of stuff packed neatly away, and I didn't want to deal with it. He had to ask me what I had said because he was talking. I'm not paying him if he sends me a bill.

I wonder if I can order off the therapy menu?

I would like to deal with my miscarriage and the loss of our baby please. No, I do not want a side of daddy issues with that. No, no teacher molestation either. Just the miscarriage please.

All of our issues overlap though. If I go to therapy, won't they just come crashing down until I'm buried in them?

Maybe I should just shop more. You know, retail therapy. I need more throw pillows and men's sweaters. Geez.

On a happy note, Guy is getting his severance on February 5. Answers to that mean that we can open the baby making discussions again. Although House had a good point in the previous comments about how therapy could also help the lonely. Maybe. But then again, maybe baby lonely is different.

Maybe I should just go and find out.

For now though, I'm just going to bed.

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----- COMMENT: AUTHOR:Anonymous Mamma DATE:Friday, January 26, 2007 at 2:00:00 AM EST Let 'em all out so you can give them a swift kick in the ass.

Go for it!! ----- COMMENT: AUTHOR:Anonymous Lizzy DATE:Friday, January 26, 2007 at 7:35:00 AM EST [how funny that my link came up as House?! (although I do lurves me some Gregory House!)]
Anyhoo: the thing is you can't go in with huge expectations, and whatever compartmentalizing you've got going on will melt over time. But it's not like "6 Weeks to Feeling Great!"
You take as long as you need and you can clearly state that X, Y, and Z are the items you'd like to focus on, please and thank you.
The other stuff? I think you'll be surprised how they take care of themselves.
As you can tell, I've got some experience in the therapy department. Granted, I'm in New Yorker. Everyone has a therapist. I love my 50 minute hour! ----- COMMENT: AUTHOR:Anonymous Oh, The Joys DATE:Friday, January 26, 2007 at 8:54:00 AM EST Unfortunately, sometimes you find they are all linked together even though you don't imagine they are... ----- COMMENT: AUTHOR:Anonymous Paper DATE:Friday, January 26, 2007 at 1:47:00 PM EST Thank you for stopping by my site and offering your support. Thank you also for posting about your emotional journey. I find it oddly comforting to read your posts, knowing that I'm not a freak or insane to feel the way I do. This just sucks and there's no easier, nicer, prettier way to say it. It sucks and no one else understands it until they've gone through it themselves.

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karaokediva.blogdns.com ----- COMMENT: AUTHOR:Anonymous Much More Than a Mom DATE:Friday, January 26, 2007 at 2:19:00 PM EST Retail therapy rocks.

However, it's probably good to get the crap out and make room for love, ya know?

:-) Nicole ----- COMMENT: AUTHOR:Anonymous Marty, a.k.a. canape DATE:Friday, January 26, 2007 at 5:15:00 PM EST Lizzy - I wondered if that was you posing as "House." It sounded like you :)

Therapy it is. Especially while it's still covered under insurance. I might as well be using it while we have it! ----- COMMENT: AUTHOR:Anonymous Mrs. Chicken DATE:Friday, February 2, 2007 at 4:58:00 PM EST Therapy can help. Really. Trust me, I've had plenty. ----- --------