Depression and Anxiety

Update on Dr. Gorgeoous

I saw my Gorgeous Therapist this past Thursday for the first time. I walked into the waiting room of her posh digs and was greeted with a soothing sound (I don't even recall what it was!), faded lighting (like a sunset on the beach), and, of course, tapestries....I approved of her magazine selection, exclusively Travel and Leisure and The New Yorker. It was sort of a relief to see that the big stack of magazines only consisted of these two titles. Otherwise, I would have had to wildly flip thru them all (a way of checking her out). What magazine would you be most concerned to find in your therapist's office? What magazine would you be happiest to find in your therapist's office? I'll put my answer in the comments' section. In the waiting room, I thought to myself, among other things, "This ongoing joke about her being gorgeous is likely just that? How pretty can a therapist be...." Well, I found out when she opened the door! The answer is very pretty, striking! She looked like Glenn Close in Fatal Attraction (an interesting comparison, I guess), and I immediately thought of her as my fairy godmother. She looked a bit surprised to see me, as I checked out the intricacies of a tapestry on the wall. She lightly accused me (in a polite way) of not ringing. I smiled and nodded, though, dammit, I'd rung twice. I went in her office, and it was also beautiful. A lot of therapists have this style, and I like it, but it's not mine. I'm all about bright lights and primary colors and clutter and fun toys and games (I'm a therapist with small children if you don't know). She drew out my past nicely, in a calm, interested way. I felt some unsaid Tourettes-like phrases screaming in my head at her while we were together: "STRAIGHT!" "LET'S TALK ABOUT A SLIDING SCALE!" and "DO YOU CHARGE FOR YOUR FIRST SESSION!" However, she spoke to me in a way that I was able to share much of the important aspects of my life and current concerns quite easily. She asked me about when I had my first panic attack (score one for her/good question!). I told her that my parents were out, and I was a child. I was with my brother, and I suddenly felt it but didn't know what it was. We will be meeting every Thursday morning. I liked her.

posted by Jayla @ Sunday, November 07, 2004