Me as me

Revelation of the day: (discovered on my morning walk)

It occurs to me that I go to therapy as if it was supervision for me as a therapist. 

Not as if it was therapy for me as me. 

Indeed, I go through life observing, listening, trying to understand the other person's point of view, and feeling numb and detached most of the time – as if I was practicing being a therapist for humankind! 

These are not intimate interactions. 

This is the way I keep myself safe. 
This is how I delude myself into thinking I am in control, 
or keep from letting my guard down.
This way I keep me away from being an authentic me.

A year ago at Mining Nuggets: Being me