Can she help from there on the sidewalk? As far as I can tell, she isn't missing any pieces - sawn off and dissected - her awareness is of mindly matters. She tosses crystaline wisdom to smash on my hard-formed self-image - her logic chains are breached by the someone in my head who denounces her words as the platitudes of a bystander I stare at her healthy body and forget to search for her nugget of truth. From here, her lofty office chair is unreasonably perky and her reasoning a faulty apparatus cramped by her wholeness - no part of her body has been dishonourably discharged
Written for Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Wordle #241
fully empathise, Worms; it’s almost obscene that they look down from their whole and wholesome, perch while you are in a diminished state; the last three stanzas and that bomb of a last line say it all !
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I should add this is how I feel with my specialist: it interferes with the way I receive his pronouncements and suggestions 😦
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Perhaps she’s not the right counsellor. It can be healing talking to another person, but it has to be the right person.
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Thanks, Ingrid. The public health system here offers counselling to cancer patients. I accepted it without really knowing what I needed or what to expect. I will give it another chance. It was only my second session.
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But if you don’t feel comfortable maybe look for someone else, if that is possible. I hope it helps anyway!
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Many thanks. I will definitely keep your suggestion in mind.
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A very powerful poem. Maybe you should tell this counselor how you feel. If she has this effect on you, she will almost certainly have it on other patients.
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Yes, Hobbo. I think you’re right. My good friend said the same thing.
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A very powerful poem. It deeply touched my heart.
When you’re at rock bottom, a pep talk from above does not help very much.
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Thank you. Very much.
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Wow, Worms. This was intense and barely subtle.
-David
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Thanks, David. I wasn’t really aiming for subtle. But actually, I have been surprised how much people have related to it. It felt restrained to me. Lol. Imagine if I had really let rip! 😉
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yeah – maybe “restrained” is a better way of putting it…
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Wow, really powerful.
Hugs ❤
My ex was badly injured in a car accident (many, many years ago), mostly facial, and a counsellor went to talk to him in the hospital. Unfortunately they started in a patronising tone with the question "do you know what a psychologist is?". To which he replied "someone who couldn't get into medicine to become a psychiatrist" and that was the end of that…
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😂. Oops. What a stupid question to start with!!
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Yeah, it wasn’t the best. Hopefully yours is better than that at least.
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Don’t think you’re parts have been dishonorably discharged, although I love these lines. Parts pruned while the plant grows and flourishes onwards, as you and your words will surely do.
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Lovely comment!! Thank you!! 💕
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The emotion captured here is so good. You really get that feeling of resentment from trying to talk to someone who cannot possibly understand or identify, and yet, that is who is supposed to help you.
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Thanks. It’s something I still can’t come to terms with.
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*hugs*
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