My therapist is on a break; a two week break which means that I miss four sessions.The last session I had with her was... a difficult place to just 'drop therapy' for two weeks.
I've been informed by her that I have a "disorganised attachment disorder", and in all honesty, given the lack of organisation I practice generally, I'd say that there may be a fair chance this is true.
(Ok. So I am deliberately choosing to misunderstand her).
I don't know much about attachment disorder, other than it is to do with the way a child attaches to its mother during infanthood.
Having little more than a 2 gig memory, it's a strain to recall memories of events that happened 3 years ago, let alone memories of what it may have been like 30 odd years ago, so you'll forgive me if I am slightly cynical. A disorganised attachment though, is allegedly the result of having a mother who cannot (for whatever reason) meet the needs of her baby.
Anyway.
I always thought it was a sign of being incredibly well adjusted if you never really missed anyone while they were away.
Apparently not.
It's amazing how negative a spin the mental health profession can put on everything.
Like... washing your hands a lot can't just be 'a penchant for cleanliness'. Oh no. It has to be 'an OCD'.
Weary sigh.
I'm talking crap and I know it.
Just wanted to let the bricks in my walls have a few words so they feel like they are still important.
Thoughtful of me huh?
Showing posts with label OCD. Show all posts
Showing posts with label OCD. Show all posts
Saturday, 29 August 2009
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