SESSION 5: Choice March 28, 2016UncategorizedSteve Hauptman “Pick your poison,” you said last time. Yes. What’s that mean? It means you face a choice of symptoms. What choice? You can choose between the anxiety that comes with relationships… …or the loneliness that comes with avoiding them. That’s my choice? That’s everyone’s choice. There’s no other option? Well, some people think so. Who? Addicts. They try to avoid both the anxiety and the loneliness. And? And they end up with both. Is there a fourth choice? I think so. Really? What is it? This.
SESSION 4: Poison March 21, 2016UncategorizedSteve Hauptman We never talked at home. When you were a kid? Yeah. What was that like? Quiet. As in peaceful? Or lonely? Lonely. And now? Same. Still not much talking. Still lonely? Yeah. Hmm. What’s “hmm” mean? Well… You’re basically screwed. Why? Talking makes you uncomfortable. And not talking makes you lonely. So for you it’s lose-lose. Screwed. Oh. Yeah. Any suggestions? Sure. Pick your poison.
SESSION 3: Communication March 16, 2016UncategorizedSteve Hauptman My wife says I’m a lousy communicator. How so? “You don’t talk,” she says. I see. “You don’t listen either,” she says. Uh huh. How do you see it? I think she talks too damned much. I think everyone talks too damned much. Why do we have to talk about everything? Blah, blah, blah, blah. The world needs less talk, I say. More peace and quiet, I say. You know? I said, you know? Hello? (silence) (more silence) (even more silence) You’re making a point here, aren’t you?
SESSION 2: Feel March 13, 2016UncategorizedSteve Hauptman So your wife sent you to therapy. Yes. How come? She says I have communication issues. And intimacy issues. And control issues. And why does she say all that? I have no idea. But she’s a little crazy, my wife. I see. What’s her name? Felicia. I call her Feel. Well, maybe we should ask Feel to come in and explain how she sees things. Okay with you? (silence) I’ll tell you everything.
SESSION 1: Bert starts therapy March 11, 2016UncategorizedSteve Hauptman I shouldn’t be here. Why not? Therapy’s for weaklings. Oh. And you’re no weakling. Right. I’m a grownup. And that means what, exactly? I don’t need anyone’s help. I stand on my own two feet. I’m the master of my fate. And the captain of my soul. I see. So why did you come? My wife made me.