Earlier this week I saw a new psychologist, a clinical psychologist. It was good.
As expected, it was full of sciencey stuff, which (I can't believe I am about to admit this) was really interesting and made things (and thoughts) make sense. It was logical.
My short 50 minute session was sped up a little to the usual 3 hour initial session the psychologist does in his private practice. I think I kept up well.
He drew pictures and used different coloured whiteboard markers on a whiteboard (der) to compliment his explanations of how we think. I became a student, a well behaved one who listened intently to every word. Of course, I was only getting the basics, but I walked away with a lot of new knowledge about how we think.
I am not going to relay the conversation had, but there was one thing that I wanted to share. And that is about a dirty word. This dirty word was one of 2 dirty words that the psych spoke about. Dirty word. What makes a word dirty? It's meaning? Context in which it is used? Most people would probably think of something sexual as being dirty. Let's say the word 'cunt'. Apologies if you're offended. It's not a pretty word. I have never been called one of these, nor have I referred to my private bits as one either. But I have certainly heard it used by students, strangers in public and yes, some of my friends. And it's NEVER used in a positive manner. But could it be? Oh hang on, perhaps someone has been called a 'funny' one of these. Meh. Who knows. ANYWAY. Let's move on...so what's the dirty word the psych was referring to?
Criticism.
Yup. That's the one. Bloody fifthly, apparently.
I don't want to mess with your minds, but quietly answer these questions in your head:
1. Have you been criticised before?
2. Did you like it?
3. Have you criticised someone else before?
4. Do you criticise yourself?
Answering the last question made me teary.
I'll this post at that.
P.S. It's really hot! (*wipes perspiration from forehead*)
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