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So, Erin, my friend and former co-worker, came by the shop, today, and we talked about a lot of things. Erin is getting her Masters in psychology and is currently undertaking an internship as a counselor at Grady Mental Health. She's working with several different groups of patients, all with differnt issues. We talked about pyschological training and I came to a couple of realisations:
1) I've realised that many of the situations which so often make people uncomfortable, or which they label as "awkward" are the situations that I tend to seek out, for myself. Confessions of feelings, so-called "TMI," having a sex dream about someone and then running into them, later in the day? I relish these things. They're really great ground for some fruitful self-actualisations, and that kind of thing makes me happy. As we talked, Erin asked if I liked the situations, or if I was just capable of seeing the positive potential that the situations can offer, and I think it's the latter, but has been for so long that it's transmuted into the former. They're inextricably linked, now.
See also Amanda Fucking Palmer's Most Recent Blog Post.
2) The reason that psychology is so attractive to me is that I have what could easily be termed "damage," and I think that investigating the psychological discipline would really allow me to get a firm handle on that.
I have so many questions for so many people, and I just want to know: Can I ask you anything? Is absolutely any and everything up for me to ask, and have you answer? What are our borders, what are our boundaries?
This also leads to thinking about the nature of your own privacy...
Rebekah also came in to visit, and is realising, more and more, that I am terrible for her productivity. Too often, I have things on my mind, and want to talk about them. Oddly enough, though, today was not my doing. I introduced her to Erin, then they talked about addiction, mental illness, and agency for a while.
Really wasn't in the mood for much by way of conversation, for a lot of today. Hard to motivate myself to give a shit. Had to force myself to realise that that's not how I wanted to go into the day. Got better...
I should really go do the dishes and then go to bed. It's getting late...
1) I've realised that many of the situations which so often make people uncomfortable, or which they label as "awkward" are the situations that I tend to seek out, for myself. Confessions of feelings, so-called "TMI," having a sex dream about someone and then running into them, later in the day? I relish these things. They're really great ground for some fruitful self-actualisations, and that kind of thing makes me happy. As we talked, Erin asked if I liked the situations, or if I was just capable of seeing the positive potential that the situations can offer, and I think it's the latter, but has been for so long that it's transmuted into the former. They're inextricably linked, now.
See also Amanda Fucking Palmer's Most Recent Blog Post.
2) The reason that psychology is so attractive to me is that I have what could easily be termed "damage," and I think that investigating the psychological discipline would really allow me to get a firm handle on that.
I have so many questions for so many people, and I just want to know: Can I ask you anything? Is absolutely any and everything up for me to ask, and have you answer? What are our borders, what are our boundaries?
This also leads to thinking about the nature of your own privacy...
Rebekah also came in to visit, and is realising, more and more, that I am terrible for her productivity. Too often, I have things on my mind, and want to talk about them. Oddly enough, though, today was not my doing. I introduced her to Erin, then they talked about addiction, mental illness, and agency for a while.
Really wasn't in the mood for much by way of conversation, for a lot of today. Hard to motivate myself to give a shit. Had to force myself to realise that that's not how I wanted to go into the day. Got better...
I should really go do the dishes and then go to bed. It's getting late...
