Month: May 2014

This week when I mentioned my father’s upcoming 3 year death anniversary, my therapist (that’s right, I’m not only the president if the Tell-Your-Therapist Club, I’m a client) asked me if it feels any different–any easier–this year. I wanted to say yes. I almost did say yes. But rule #1 in The Club is: Don’t…
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  “There were no particular questions that I asked myself: there were no special objects upon which I directed my mind: there was only a formless and aimless intellectual disturbance, as if I were wrestling with a fog.  I know now that this is what always happens when I am in the early stages of…
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