Tuesday, April 19, 2011

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Like the Divine Comedy, psychoanalysis has three stages:

1. Hell: A flor de piel, acknowledge your weaknesses and your problems spray on the table. Open wounds that seemed closed and to recognize that one is damaged. Feel confused, worried, what a helpless child. The moody and the sensitivity abounds these days.

2. Purgatory: The battle, fighting, infighting. Answer queries, and heal wounds. Forgiving and keep our heads held high. Internal wars rather than understanding, give up and chew. Recognized.

3. Heaven: The End of the road. Discharge of the patient. Find what you're looking to achieve the goal. Life. Accept. Our main adversaries, our top judges and our main executed. Our new self.

As fan of therapy, all mental activities and addicted to the analysis, research and reasoning. The self and everything has a reason we go with this. The problem is that after going through all the circles can be a little overwhelmed with so much information. What's next? .... more therapy. But something more behavioral, a cognitive maybe. (My favorite)

Walker that made by walking with a cane that Virgilio comes to giving. Because the stick, it becomes increasingly lighter and we have to drop pack it in your backpack. This backpack as we do when we have earthquakes alarm has everything necessary and essential for survival to any disaster. That gives us tools to bring the therapy that is .... the first day of the rest of our lives.

C.


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