Monday, May 22, 2006

128/365 Barbara

Barbara was my first brief experience with psychotherapy. During a memory exercise designed to project me back into the cradle, it was Barbara who wept at the imagined image of an infant crying for mother’s comfort that never came. I sat still. Stunned. Helpless.


Blogger Indigo Bunting said...

Now I'm the one to get chills.

7:36 AM  

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