It takes courage, curiosity, a sense of humor, luck, and the ability to creatively ignore potential danger.
You gotta keep in mind that your therapist is a 10, possible an 11, and he’s only acknowledging your existence at all because he’s getting paid for it.
If that offends you, why stick around for the other 69 therapy days? Get out now. There are plenty of 5 therapists you can choose from.
If having a 10 therapist amuses you and makes you curious, then you and I are more alike than you want us to be. You’re all set to have great sessions that culminate in an unhappy ending.
The key is to do the work that you’re there to do, while exploring therapy with a guy who is too hot to be a therapist. While you do the work, explore the therapy construct itself and dig into what the fuck is up with that bullshit, but do it nicely of course, because you respect your therapist.
You’re going to have the therapy ride of your life. Believe me that no other therapist will ever come close and logically it’s better to most people if therapy is kept to it’s boring and safe traditional fences.
But you’re a little fence climber and you can’t be stopped by a therapist who is the other side of your drama coin. You guys are a match made in some dusty old library somewhere or out in the middle of the woods, somewhere that seems simple enough that it won’t be a big deal. Except for the fact that libraries and woods make fires bigger instead of smaller.
But this 10 therapist of yours is legitimately interesting and smart and funny in his own right, which is surprising for a guy who looks like that, and you think that a little fire keeps things warm so it’s ok.
You’re busy doing the work and he’s doing whatever it is that therapists do and you don’t know that nobody is keeping up with the small fire.
It’s going to burn your library and your cabin in the woods down to the ground. Your 10 therapist will throw you out, he liked that cabin and it’s your fault. You’ll be devastated because you wished you would’ve kept watch on the fire while you were busy working and surviving and overcoming the tough life circumstances that brought you to your therapist in the first place.
You’d like to feel good enough, you met your therapy goals, but it’s hard to feel like therapy was a success when it burned his cabin and your library down.
You and your therapist made it about 69 days, and that’s a pretty long time to play with matches without destroying something.
When the smoke clears you realize you have a kind of enemy that you’ve never had before.
Your new enemy is a 10.