Book Review: Cinderella, A Tale of Narcissism and Self-Harm
Since Adrienne’s snake dream, we’ve been making gradual progress in tapping into her unconscious anger. I’ve helped her become more aware of the rage often lurking behind self-pity and on several occasions now, she has been able to detect the hidden rage herself. In discussing her repeated insistence that I’d rather get rid of her and take on a less difficult client at my new (higher) fee, I’ve pointed out the hidden insult, the hostile suggestion that I’d drop a client to make 25 bucks more an hour. It’s a complex message, of course, reflecting her sense of worthlessness, the conviction that no one could truly care about her for who she is. At the same time, she’s angry and I feel it. Adrienne’s anger feels closer and closer to the surface as time goes on.



When I first began
Melissa continues to struggle with the challenges of her new job, vacillating between fear that she won’t be able to master the new skills and contempt for how “stupid and trivial” it all seems to her. We talked about her
During a session yesterday, I was shocked when Jeff told me that his former pastor and friend was charging him for their “sessions,” calling to tell Jeff when he needed a session, and going so far as to ask Jeff to pay off his credit cards. It seemed unethical, and a betrayal of trust.
In our first session following last week’s break, Julian began by speaking about a feeling of pointlessness at his job and went on to question the value of therapy: what had been accomplished so far, and was it unrealistic to believe he could really change? It’s not unusual for
Ryan was telling me about the rage he sometimes feels when people get into his space, or “impinge” on him, linking it to the trauma of a forceps birth and spending his first weeks of life in an incubator, tubes stuck into his head.