Laureen knew it was time to open dialogue between adults. Calm, logical, which would lead to an end. "The problem Michael, is that all this has undermined your trust in Ben, not me. But you see me in the cause, so it's my fault. Reasoning child but highly understandable. It's called 'Anger Deviant'. "
Michael snorted through the nose irritation," Sure, it has a clinical name too! "
" Of course you did, "smiled the woman for granted.
"So your solution is this: a medical formula that describes a state of mind and of course is right, never!" Michael argued polemic.
Laureen beat slowly without removing the eye lashes man even for a moment: "Of course it is. The rest is a psychiatrist with twenty years Practice in the field of analysis and two specializations. If you do not give a name to know what's going on right now, wiping his degree. So please do not oppose without doubt a cultural base adapted to what I say. The day I will say that technique is used to make dynamic a static figure of a comic will not object anything. "
Michael sighed, tired. He knew he was right, he realized that psychoanalysis was seen as on humanistic but was often more precise than mathematics.
"So I would be angry with Ben and venting anger on you because you are the subject of ... "
" Collapse of Illusions. Someone had to be, "notes that the obvious lifting your hands from your desk.
"There were no illusions," Michael tried and tried Laureen a man of compassion for this man so sad, hurt, definitely tired.
"It filled the room Michael," but she said calmly. "I felt like entering a fairy tale: the remains of a nice dinner with friends, laughing children, Brian and Justin more torque than ever, you and Ben more torque than ever ..."
"What harm is there to live in a fairy tale?" Michael finally burst the sigh of relief to the doctor. It would not be the first patient to discontinue therapy but then knew how the story ended. Why the deceptions of the mind, unfortunately you can not escape. No one escapes. Not a psychiatrist.
"Nothing Michael, there's nothing wrong with living a fairy tale. There is nothing wrong in leisure, in a breath, enjoy the beauty that life gives us yet. I was the first to urge them to do so. You can even imagine or pretend that everything is fine for one night. There is granted. We are men and not machines and sometimes we need to lie to ourselves not to succumb. But the lie does not last forever Michael. It is important to know that we are dreaming. And be ready to return to reality. "
" Take the kids for example, " the woman went unusually talkative, but today there was no need - "when they play their role-playing games. At that moment, real life does not exist. They are exactly the character I play, mind and body. But let the mother call that dinner is ready the baby will stop and return those clothes himself. That's why adults would be the same, with the same benefits they create for children. The problem is that adults do not have the same capacity for detachment of children. Rather, they tend to want to remain in their perfect world. "
Michael nodded, chewing gum, which only then remembered he had in his mouth.
"It was a joyful evening with friends ..." he tried by sheer force of desperation.
Lauren sighed, lowering her eyes to the glasses and began to fiddle with the arms purple: "It was a joyful evening with friends with a 'formal error' if you give me the medical terminology. But I do not mind, "did not fail to remark -" was based on deception where you you dive in and without my - I repeat, random - intervention would last ... until today, I think, "smiled decided just to let him know that if it had not gone to the loft 'delusions of being' Michael would still be short lived.
"It was a hoax ..."
"I told you a lie?"
"No, I ..." He looked Michael the window looking for the right words, "I has only obscured the truth and I'm sure I would have spoken. "
Laureen nodded:" I'm sure of myself. But just because you knew that I would talk about it today. "
" Ben is not so, "cried Michael finally defending a stronghold to which they clung and without which he believed would have drifted.
"Like what?" She asked, concerned, looking at the track wet with sweat they left on the palms of Michael black leather chair.
"I do not is deceiving, it is not fake, it has never been, my good wishes just do not know how to handle it ... But I would never hurt you wanting to do it!"
The woman's eyes widened you really surprised: "I never said anything like that."
"Yes, you said it was based on deception"
"True" - She agreed - "we say then that it was based on an omission, is that better?"
"Failure would have been filled."
"It convinced? "
" Yes, "replied the man decided.
"Then why are you so angry? There is nothing to be angry, no? Certainly going home, there will be explained, and you spoke ... "
" We had a fight! "Michael furiously opposed convinced yet that it faces to the cause of that disaster.
"So you were angry? And you were with him, not with me as I understand? Otherwise you would not have argued with him but you would have phoned me to discuss what had happened. "
" You're good with words! "
" No Michael, "opposed Laureen with decision and firmness ice - "I'm good with logic. Why has all this elementary logic to say the least and if you do not understand this, then you really have not only thrown away the money of my sessions, but the money spent to educate your mother. "
a hammer in my forehead, that's how he perceived his own words, Michael.
"So now I'm too ignorant."
"I told IF you do not understand this logic. But I know that you understand and for this reason not accepts it. "
Michael found himself on the corner once again.
Laureen smiled softly, shaking his head: "Who has never been in analysis expected to be out here in the past or talk of monster hidden in our mind. Intrigue, deception, never resolved, how much more depressing can get out of the human mind. It is curious to see as it is quite the opposite. Here leaving only the words and the reasoning simple. That could be done by bus, except that it gives weight to each word and the true value that the word ha. If all we did that I should become the secretary of my sister, "notes cheerfully to break the tension.
Michael did not answer. He did not smile, do not be angry.
Laureen sighed: "So you're angry with me or Ben?"
"I was mad at Ben."
"Ohhh!" she sighed too blatantly - "And after twenty minutes at least we got to this. Now you are not there more? "
Michael shook his head:" Now I'm destroyed more than when Hunter is dead, if possible. "
Information Laureen genuinely caught off guard. What had happened? She had imagined a long dispute and put her in mind, indeed caused, it was imagined by the thread and sign the anger of Michael diverted to her. But not the last statement.
"What happened?" He asked with friendly tone.
Michael removed his gum from his mouth, crumpled it between his fingers, then when he realized that the only place would be to throw the trash behind the desk, put it back in your mouth.
He looked up at Lauren.
"He took a job in Cambodia. In a refugee camp. August and September. "
Laureen smiled spontaneously. Ben would not have believed it could really take any decision on how he had found during their interview. She was proud of himself itself and the science he studied with passion truly believe. She'd managed to move one step to the one who seemed to have become a statue.
"Alone," said Michael bleak - "has expressly said that it needs to go alone."
The smile of the woman fell from her face and sighed watching.
Ben took well over an important and welcome decision. Its just wanted to go a lot of things said to the woman.
But Michael said only that he had abandoned. That would address the matter without him. Not needed him.
"We take a coffee?" Suggested the woman smiling and getting up from the chair without waiting for the response Michael.
He needed indeed. It would take great care and patience to explain to Michael what she knew.
'Each fable is a game' Edorardo Jackson
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& ldquo ; Oh look at this! "one hears in the office Ted from the screen that projected images that Emmett was sent from Los Angeles via Web Cam.
"Shhhhhhh!" Ted rushed to stop it, though it was only, absurdly crouched behind the screen as if someone could see that instead of working was chatting with a friend .
"You're not alone in the office?" Emmett churches across America.
"Yes I am, but you do not you have the correct perception of how loud is your voice when you're full trip 'Frocia' "the friend warned him that got the merry laughter of Emmett back.
"See how many beautiful things? I am sure I will find here all the clothes that we need for the gathering of fairies, "Emmett ruled merrily walking among the shops and stalls of Venice Beach.
was holding the new headset earhook / CAM for Apple. A small camera that allowed the user to resume images without the need to twirl the phone in front of the nose.
Initially the usual groups 'pro-privacy' were opposed on the grounds that people would not have realized he was shooting. But the United States has always repeal laws on human rights, but conceded a pass to everything that was technology: because they had to be the first in the world, in spite of the Japanese!
Ted felt a slight feeling of nausea at the sight of all the merchandise on display that rocked the screen thanks to the fact that Emmett was walking in the meantime.
"Yes, I am sure you will find clothes for everyone, or almost ..." he said skeptically.
"That?"
"I've been to Venice Beach and I do not remember any shop Prada or Gucci," argued that Ted would have liked never to be complicit in the disaster that when there would be consumed by this blessed gathering would take place.
"We will find something for Brian, do not worry, even looks questooooooo!" He shouted as Emmett was crazy, raising a sleeveless giaccotto all covered with hair sheep, complete with a leather belt crude.
"For our caveman!" Ridiculed in a deep voice.
"Schmidt" Brian's voice reveals his sudden and unexpected presence in the office and Ted, in order to find the mouse and minimize the window webchat, which overthrew the pencil awkwardly saw his ruin on the floor.
Brian chuckled watching the screen and bending down to pick pens and the glove compartment.
"I told you once that I did not face any problems that you saw the virtual sound via the web. Do not panic! "
" I saw I was doing a virtual "Ted specific breathing in deeply to the heart to restore a regular rhythm.
"So you hide?" Brian asked wonderingly and amused at the same time looking at the screen from which a loud voice attracted the attention of Ted "Teeeeddddyyyy, you still there?? "
Ted rolled his eyes. He should close the damn window. Minimize had left the audio.
Brian laughed, sitting on the edge of his desk. "But it's Emmett!" Notes cheerfully.
"Yes," confirmed the man.
"Then why did not you answer? That is, we saw he was doing a live? If I remember correctly he also won a prize. Open that look too. "
Ted sighed resignedly hoping that Emmett had supported that ridiculous jacket, in its intentions, was to be the custom of Brian, and opened the window: & ldquo ; Yes here we are. BRIAN I'm sorry but it came, "hoping that his friend plucked specific direction.
In an instant, the jacket appeared and disappeared from view the scenery of the walk to Venice Beach.
"Hello Brian!" 'Emmett cheerful greeting.
"Hello Anne Nicole. What are you doing? "
Emmett raised his eyes to the nickname that every now and reserved .. Ann Nicole Smith .... Brian Emmett because he had never done with someone who does not was billionaire?
"A walk along the shops of Venice Beach ..." he answered without reply, showing higher
Brian grinned: "Have you ever wondered why some places are also known as 'flea markets?' Remember to disinfect them everywhere when you return!"
Ted felt the overwhelming desire to scream because they always had to be involved in this nonsense from Emmett? He could be the best friend of Ben?!
"You are usually snobby shit my dear!" Ruled Emmett and Brian laughed.
"Now I need to Theodore. You may feel Then who? "
FOURTH TIME
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