“I see.” Another long pause. “How is your relationship with your father?”
“Nonexistent, like my relationship with my mother. And no, my father and my ex have nothing in common, except for both being older than I am, and both being good teachers. This is not about my father. This was never about my father. If it was my father I wanted, I would have chased after my father the way Anais Nin did – and that is a really disgusting image, so I would prefer not to dwell on it. Ew. Yuck.”
What on earth did this counselor learn in college, anyway? Was she fed on a steady diet of Freud or something? Freud’s theories of the Oedipus complex and the Elektra complex were debunked ages ago.
Eventually, the school counselor sent me out of the office with an assignment to write down some affirmations, a
