I just read a New York Times article titled “What Therapists Don’t Say.” There seems to be some fascination with that — the premise of the TV show Shrinkingis that “a grieving therapist starts to break the rules by telling his clients exactly what he thinks.”
What I don’t say, in an individual therapy session, includes
You think that’s bad? Let me tell you about my problems!
I’m distracted.
I’m afraid you really don’t want to change.
You should do this.
I don’t think I can help you.
I wish I were doing something else.
That hurts my feelings.
I have to pee (this one was mentioned in the New York Times article).
I don’t say any of those things because (1) they are passing, momentary thoughts and (2) unhelpful. Also, when I have a thought that I don’t say, I take it as important information — often a window into what the other person is feeling.
Do you see anything that therapists don’t say in my images for today?
Sometimes I do say a World Holiday or what the Daily Bitch says in a therapy session, if it’s relevant.
Here’s what I find on YouTube when I search for “what therapists don’t say.”
Now I’m wondering what you would say in the comments section, below.
There is a sacredness in tears. They are not a mark of weakness, but of power. They speak more eloquently than ten thousand tongues. They are the messengers of overwhelming grief, of deep contrition, of unspeakable love.
The tree which moves some to tears of joy is in the eyes of others only a green thing that stands in the way. Some see nature all ridicule and deformity .. and some scarce see nature at all. But to the eyes of the [hu]man of imagination, nature is imagination itself.
Even though “should”s and male ideas about the differences between men and women can put me on the verge of tears, that quote is still a great introduction to today’s music.
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