Nathan and I’ve been watching the show “United States of Tara“. Sometimes it’s majorly funny and other times it hits a little too close to home…The show is about a middle-aged wife and mother, Tara, who has multiple personalities (dissociative identity disorder – DID). And no, it doesn’t hit home because of multiple personalities – but just the whole crazy thing.
Anyway, I have a few posts I want to write about therapy, but I need a “name” for my counselor. You know, to keep the whole confidentiality thing good. One of Tara’s alters is named, “Shoshana Schoenbaum” and she’s a therapist. I was thinking I would just call Sheila, my therapist, Shoshana in my blog. But now I’m realizing that I already called her “Sheila, my therapist,” and I blew that whole confidentiality thing.¹
So Sheila, my therapist, was talking to me about the fun side of my personality. The part that likes to dress up in costumes, be wild, laugh, and have an obnoxiously good time. Then she asked if my sister was the same way. I said, “Um. YES!!!” And Sheila, my therapist, said maybe there was a ‘fun gene’ in our family and asked if anyone else in my family was fun like me. I thought maybe my mom was, but I couldn’t really remember any examples so Sheila, my therapist, and I dropped it.
Later, I told Nathan about the “fun gene” and he said, “Well your mom could be fun.“
Me: Yeah, I guess.
Nathan: Your mom could be so much fun, obnoxiously fun. So fun that you’d want to hit her in the head with a shovel.
Me: I’M NOT LIKE THAT AM I?!?!?
Nathan: No, you’re much more house broken.
And being compared to a puppy makes me feel so.much.better.
¹After further thinking, I’m pretty sure the confidentiality thing only applies to the doctor, NOT the patient. So I’m going to stick with calling Sheila, my therapist, “Sheila, my therapist”.