Her mother worked twelve hours a day as a laundress and spent most nights drinking and picking up men at a local bar. Nonetheless, in looking back over this case, I believe that it was at this moment that I first began to consider seriously whether to involve Matthew in the therapy processnot her idealized Matthew, but the real-life, flesh-and-blood Matthew. And then it was that Marie smiled. (The fact that I was a better prophet than therapist, however, gave me little solace.). I like New York and I dont want to like California. It had been one hell of an hours work. Only now, when she was approaching a weight when sexual invitations might materialize, only now when her dreams teemed with menacing male figures (a masked doctor plunging a large hypodermic needle into her abdomen, a leering man peeling the scab off a large abdominal wound), did she recognize that she was very frightened of sex. Saul, on Tuesday I felt about the letters the way I believe a surgeon feels about a large, dangerous abscess. Saul had in the past been amenable to surgical analogies, being familiar with them from medical school (which he had attended before settling on a research career); moreover, his son was a surgeon. What did Penny's work with Yalom start and end as? I hand in my blue book and remember that I havent answered the last question. No, that would not work. But a two-percent or even a one-percent chance is better than no chance at all. Furthermore, she had showed, early in therapy, considerable evidence of death anxiety in dreams. I know all about the longing to take a noonday stroll. In his typical cynical mode, he said that his insurance policy would pay ninety percent of my fee, and that he wouldnt turn down a bargain like that. Later I had a long talk with Mike about the hour. Maybe I was paying more attention to her now. (We are all stuck with some anxiousness about death. I was afraid to go farther. Having received only a brief consultation note from the neurologist, I knew practically nothing about Marvin and began the hour, after we completed the opening eyeglass ritual, by asking What ails? That was when he volunteered that you fellows think sex is at the root of everything.. I would have been pleased with it had it been my idea. Moreover, where was the aura of love bliss? She started one sessionour seventh, I believeby reporting two events: a vivid dream and another blackout. Why did you break off? Why not relieve myself of all this aggravation and burn them? It seemed best to act without consulting him, and to inform his children of his condition. I didnt like the sound of that. Ill talk all right! Not that it would make any difference. And my old friend, the dreamer? Marvins told you that he tells me about the things the two of you have been discussing. Yet had I spent hours with Mike and shared all this information, still I would not have adequately conveyed my experience of Marie. Yesterday I was talking to Phyllis about all our friends who have died and also about a newspaper article about people who die immediately after retirement. Though will is a concept therapists seldom use explicitly, we nonetheless devote much effort to influencing a patients will. She smoked furiously during the session, often taking two or three drags before angrily snuffing out the cigarette, only minutes later to light up another. . A small stapler (Elva, this is crazy!). To drive my point home, I attempted, in our final session, to use myself as an example. The main thing that turned me aroundin fact, the moment the calm set inwas when you told me that your wife and I had similar problems at work. Where does she exist?. Perhaps Penny and Jeffs marriage was destined to fail, but there seemed little question that the final dissolution was hastened by grief. Not only did food represent her sole form of gratification, not only was it a method of assuaging her feeling of emptiness, not only did thinness evoke the pain of her fathers death, but she felt, unconsciously, that losing weight would result in her death. She began to have acute panic attacks and many disturbing dreams, and, as she put it, she died at least three times a night. New friends only mean more farewells to say and more people to hurt.. To my relief, she was much improved. Sarah, by now one of his greatest boosters, was invited as a guest speaker to one of his groups and attested to his responsible and competent leadership. For the first four years of her bereavement, Marie made herself totally inaccessible to men. . And that was how Phyllis entered therapy. I was doing pretty well, but just as I was getting ready to come, Phyllis said, There are other reasons for making love than to get rid of tension. Well, that did it! Her gaze was averted. So I decided to take your advice, but Phyllis will not cooperate. Over the first ten weeks I learned that, if we analyzed her feelings toward Matthew, her obsession tormented her for the next week. Twins? His parrots perch has a stamp on it Museum of Rouen; and he then shows Barnes a photocopy of a receipt indicating that Flaubert, over a hundred years ago, had rented (and later returned) the municipal museums parrot. Decision invariably involves renunciation: for every yes there must be a no, each decision eliminating or killing other options (the root of the word decide means slay, as in homicide or suicide). Im good at it. I knew that Thelma would take the rest of the hour spinning obsessional webs. At one point I tried to get beneath the forced hale fellow heartiness. Betty responded by giving herself a ten. I was astonished (I had expected a two or three) and told her so. Everybody falls in love with their therapistI can hear it now. My self-pity for being stuck with Marie? For a few minutes she sat on the floor at the opposite corner of my office and curled up like a Feiffer cartoon character. Paperback afterword copyright 2012 by Irvin D. Yalom. In your office.. I was in a place like Mecca where people go to commit suicide legally. Elva had been traumatized and now-suffered from commonplace post- traumatic stress. Sauls assertiveness today was impressive. It was pointless to begin by addressing her weight. You asked for more and more until it reached the point when I couldnt find a way to give any more. I, too, sank back in my chair and took stock of the situation. I actually regret buying this book because I put more money into this mans pockets. Saul demurred, of course, raising many objections, predictable objections: he wasnt my only patient, I was much too busy, he was already feeling better, it was no emergency, he should be able to travel to my office soon. In the past I hadnt tampered with his denial. It also helped a lot when you kept asking me what had helped me in the past. I thought of how, when I was eight or nine, I had developed a large ganglion on my wrist. No longer was my task to help him open those three sealed letters, or be more assertive, or treat himself to a noonday stroll: instead, it was to keep him out of the hospital and prevent him from destroying himself. Uh-oh, I knew I was cornered now. He was up front, he told me exactly what was troubling him as best he could. Thelma turned away and looked out the window. What should I do? The truth is that we know but do not know. The pre-Socratics defined hubris as insubordination to divine law; I was insubordinate, of course, not to divine law but to natural law, the laws that govern the flow of events in my professional field. She had been crying, her eyes downcast, but at my words she stopped sobbing and looked toward me, expectantly. You saw it. No doubt they resented that arrangement while Chrissie was alive, I suggested, but what of their anger now when Penny refused to let them use their sisters room after her death? One of the axioms of psychotherapy is that the important feelings one has for another always get communicated through one channel or anotherif not verbally, then nonverbally. In a sense, I, too, had exploited this trait in Saul (but for his own good, I told myself): to please me, he had begun to charge a fair price for his services and to refuse many requests he did not want to grant. I think just a single three-way session would be sufficient, but we ought to do it soon because I think well need several hours afterward to integrate what we learn.. Matthew was a charmer. But what the hell did I know then?. The course and the exam is over. He was the one who knew the most about what was happening in her face and mouth. She sensed their dread that she might crowd them by sitting next to them. I wasnt certain whether it was to obtain his support or to reassure herself that he could tolerate what she had to say. Suppose, a year from now, Mike and Marie and I each wrote recollections of our time together. Talking treatments have never helped. During the year following our therapy, Penny did not consult the therapist I had suggested to her but had continued to make progress on her own. Second, there was her damned giggling, her forced gaiety, her reluctance to be appropriately serious. Chapter 7 - Two Smiles. It was also about the time that I was coercing Marvin into recognizing that his sexual preoccupation was in reality deflected death anxiety (see In Search of the Dreamer), and unwisely badgering Dave into understanding that his attachment to ancient love letters was a futile attempt to deny physical decline and aging (Do Not Go Gentle). Theresa, I feel for you and your boyfriend, but I dont know how to help. In the group, he had participated in many dramas but always against the horizon of what he might get from me. Actually, I understated the case to you. Though Betty never again heard from George, she often thought about him. But the problem is that sex is turned into something medicinalno, thats not strong enoughsex becomes a life or death proposition, and your survival depends on merging with this woman. He said he had a bad back, but I knew him well for many years afterward and never heard him mention back trouble. To believe that nothing in life is more important than that he think well of you?, I dont really believe hes trying to drive me to suicide. At what moment did you begin to feel better? A short book review of Loves Executioner focused on existentialism, feminism and psychotherapy. show more content Now its too late, its too late to live., I sat unblinking through this litany and, for a moment, felt ashamed for being unmoved. Love's Executioner, & Other Tales of Psychotherapy by Irvin Yalom