All those years, all that money, all that unrequited love. It began way back when I was a child, an anxiety-riddled 10-year-old who didn't want to go to school in the morning and had difficulty falling asleepat night. Even in a family like mine, where there were many siblings (six in all) and little attention paid to dispositional differences, I stood out as a neurotic specimen. And so I was sent to what would prove to be the first of many psychiatrists in the four and a half decades to follow — indeed, I could be said to be a one-person boon to the therapeutic establishment — and was initiated into the curious and slippery business of self-disclosure. I learned, that is, to construct an ongoing narrative of the self, composed of what the psychoanalyst Robert Stoller calls "microdots" ("the consciously experienced moments selected from the whole and arranged to present a point of view"), one that might have been more or less cohesive than my actual self but that at any rate was supposed to illuminate puzzling behavior and onerous symptoms — my behavior and mysymptoms.
To this day, I'm not sure that I am in possession of substantially greater self-knowledge than someone who has never been inside a therapist's office. What I do know, aside from the fact that the unconscious plays strange tricks and that the past stalks the present in ways we can't begin to imagine, is a certain language, a certain style of thinking that, in its capacity for reframing your life story, becomes — how should I put this? — addictive. Projection. Repression. Acting out. Defenses. Secondary compensation. Transference. Even in these quick-fix, medicated times, when people are more likely to look to Wellbutrin and life coaches than to the mystique-surrounded, intangible promise of psychoanalysis, these words speak to me with all the charged power of poetry, scattering light into opaque depths, interpreting that which lies beneath awareness. Whether they do so rightly or wrongly is almost beside the point.
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http://www.nytimes.com/2010/08/08/magazine/08Psychoanalysis-t.html?pagewanted=all
