My therapist recently suggested that I start recording my sessions so I could listen to them later. I’m normally pretty private, but I thought I’d share a snippet of yesterday’s, which I’ve transcribed. Dr. Stein has promised me she’s getting a lock on the door after what happened today.
ME: I’ve been thinking about quitting.
DR. STEIN: Acting?
ME: What? No, therapy.
DR. STEIN: I’m sorry, okay, let’s talk about it.
ME: Wait—why did you say “acting?” Do you think I should quit acting?
DR. STEIN: I didn’t say that. I simply asked—
Me: Jesus what else would I do? It’s all I know. And it’s not just me, I’m responsible for Ron. Without me, there is no him. I can’t—
DR. STEIN: Let’s talk about Ron some more. You said he slapped you last night?
ME: He slaps me constantly, so what? I wanna go back—
(THE DOOR FLIES OPEN AT THIS POINT)
DR. STEIN: I’m sorry may I help you?
WOMAN: I have an appoint…..an appoin….what the fuck is that?
DR. STEIN: Ma’am, please have a sit in the waiting room, and I will come get you when I’m ready.
SHE CLOSES THE DOOR.
DR. STEIN: I sincerely apologize. It’s her first time here.
ME: She’s definitely gonna need therapy now.
(WE BOTH CHUCKLE)