by Richard Mills | Oct 28, 2017 | All my articles, Therapy tales + true fiction
My friend Sam was in the synagogue and an older man called over to him: ‘hey!’ ‘Er…me?’ Sam didn’t know this guy and looked around to see if he meant someone else to come over. ‘Yeah’, the man beckoned Sam over. ‘Are you a Liebman?’ Sam was astonished. ‘Yes. How did you know that?’ ‘It’s the way you walk, the Liebman way. Looks like you’re in a hurry.’ Sam was taken aback, and felt a bit exposed, having been seen in such a perceptive way. Afterwards he wondered what else was on view that he didn’t know was noticeable to others. Next day on his way to his weekly therapy session he was clear he wanted to tell this story to Simone, whom he’d been seeing each Tuesday at mid-day. ‘How did you feel when he told you that?’ she asked in her usual calm way. ‘To start with I hated it… seemed like he’d put his finger on something, a bit like touching a sore wound. Maybe deep down, I felt like other stuff would be on view, and I don’t know what it is. ‘Then later, I thought it was useful. It got me thinking about how he’s right, I’m always on the go, sometimes my mind racing, trying to get the next thing done, not stopping to enjoy fully the thing I’m doing right now. ‘I guess you might say I’m continually low-level anxious.’ There was a pause, as the two of them sat with this for a moment. Simone waited to see if Sam wanted to say more, and then asked: ‘How far back does...
by Richard Mills | Mar 25, 2015 | Therapy tales + true fiction
Can you really have your cake and eat it? This ‘therapy session’ is a piece of fiction I wrote a few years ago. The material is based on facts (but not from a client), and it has been anonymised. Therapist: What prompted you to get in touch with me? Pete: Well, I have been unsatisfied with the sex life I have had with my wife for the last 3 years, and I now find it impossible to get aroused by her. Then six months ago, this sexy woman came on to me and I thought, ‘wow! What a stunner!’ We went for a coffee, and one thing led to another, and we started to have a physical relationship. She is absolutely gorgeous, and adores me, which is great. I feel so alive when I am with her, and it’s fantastic fun, too. T: How do you feel when you’re with your wife? P: She’s a real turn-off. You see, she has a bit of a health problem, meaning she gets very tired. I find her draining, and she makes me feel like I have to look after her – bloody hell, I have turned into a carer! I look at her body and think: ugh! It hasn’t changed at all in 16 years, but I now think she needs to do something about her weight. This new woman of mine is so fit!! I just want to jump on her each time we meet, and guess what: I do!! I am so turned on! I mean, don’t get me wrong: I love Vanessa, my wife. She...
by Richard Mills | Dec 31, 2014 | All my articles, Therapy tales + true fiction
I was feeling excited….I was about about three months into my weekly psychotherapy with Marcelle, and I had only that morning taken delivery of the thing in the picture on this page, an Axon Mark 2 Neural Guitar Synthesizer. Well, I don’t know what that means to you, but for me it was Christmas, chocolate and sonic orgasms all wrapped up into one. Imagine this: I could play my guitar, in the normal 6-string type of way, and at the touch of a button, out come the sounds of trumpets, violins, bells, organs, vintage analogue synthesizers or string orchestras….wow! I was in Wonder-Sound-Land, looking forward to soundfest binges galore all in my front room. But, what did I do in my therapy session that morning?… sat and tried to think about what I ought to be talking about, after all, I had arrived three months earlier with ‘problems’, ‘issues’ that I had to address. I was supposed to sort through all my stuff, yeah?… in a focused and purposeful way, yeah? So, I thought, I had better talk about all the ‘bad stuff’. Trouble was, I couldn’t think of any! So for awhile we were sitting there, trying to give birth to some kind of conversation that didn’t really want to happen. The whole conversation for 20 minutes was totally constipated, something that didn’t want to come out. I was lucky that I had a therapist who didn’t listen only to the words that I spoke, she also listened to the movements and undulations within her, her own feelings about and reactions to our contact. During my training many...
by Richard Mills | Dec 31, 2014 | All my articles, Therapy tales + true fiction
Here’s a snippet from my therapy with Vanessa, a counsellor in Headingley who I saw for 9 months 20 years ago… My most memorable moment when seeing Vanessa occurred when I was feeling particularly frustrated with this whole ‘therapy’ process. I had a gnawing feeling of dissatisfaction but didn’t have any words to put to it. Having been brought up to be a nice well-behaved boy, I was often too polite to express any resentment about anything, but on this occasion I managed to be more expressive than usual. I let Vanessa know a bit more directly how I was fed up with the world, and, yes, fed up with her, too. I was talking vaguely about needs. I can’t remember how the conversation developed, but she ending up saying ‘I am trying to put you in touch with your needs’. Well, it had never occurred to me that that was what therapy might be about, or at least, one of the important things in my therapy: getting in touch with my needs! For some people that’s no problem at all: they are quite aware what their needs are, but might have some other problem, or a difficulty in tolerating the frustration of needs. I had been brought up to rein in my needs, hide them away or even pretend that they weren’t there: if there was one biscuit left on the plate I certainly would not take it. So it was a big learning point for me that needs have to be known about, acknowledged, accepted and not batted away. Only then can we make conscious choices about what to do with these...
