Eight simple rule for dating my teenage daughter
“When you said you’re attracted to me,” she continues. “That.” Back in session three Lori was trying to build my self-esteem, the lack of which is one of the reasons I’m in treatment.Within the confines of my family, I’ve always been the biggest target of ridicule.
“Well,” my therapist, Lori, says, the millisecond after I become certain our time is up and I might be in the clear.
” I cackle, beginning to feel as though I’ve moseyed onto the set of a porno. I’m a little unsure about this whole technique, but the more I think about it, the more it makes sense.
So I go home, incredibly turned on and completely unashamed.
I’m angered when people don’t meet those expectations, and absolutely devastated when I don’t reach them.
Lori points out that it must be “exhausting trying to be so perfect all the time.” I am much more comfortable than I was the week prior, and can feel myself being more candid.
“I also feel that it is your sensitivity that makes you a great catch out there in the dating world,” she said, to which I involuntarily smiled, blushed and quickly buried my chin in my chest. “I knew you were going to say that.” I smile, shake my head and look around the room, denying acceptance of my own ridiculous reality. “We can talk about this in here.” I look again at her stark blue eyes, prevalent under dark brown bangs, the rest of her hair reaching the top of her chest, which is hugged nicely by a fitted white tee under an open button-down. By showing the patient a level of acceptance, she hopes to facilitate a more comfortable atmosphere for “the work” — her painfully accurate pseudonym for psychotherapy.