After receiving a warning from a therapist about the dangers of “swallowing my anger,” I awaken one morning before Christmas with a mysterious ailment that lands me in the hospital. There I learn that life sometimes forces us to find a way to make peace with our own neuroses.
If you’ve never been touched by suicide, then it’s something you can’t fathom. And as such you are a lucky, lucky person.
Is it okay to lie sometimes? Yes. Yes, it is.
Recorded on 7/21/14 at Happy Hour Story Hour at UCB East, hosted by Julia Wiedeman.
A mundane bowl of soup transforms itself into a life-altering lesson in the nature of memory. Reworked and updated for 2014.
Here I tell a story of my family’s acquisition of not one but two dream homes in California in the 1970s, a time during which we were clearly living — and loving — beyond our means.
Have you ever felt lost and, worse than that, deliberately led astray? It’s a bad feeling. Especially when you’re paying for the privilege. Here I tell the story of my 14 years exploring the mysterious, serpentine corridors of psychoanalysis — and what happened when I declared my intention to leave therapy.