Other Side of the Couch

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Friday, July 21, 2006

YOU AND I

We all know how powerful and influential our life settings can be. These settings influence both ourselves and the people perceiving us. For people who are receiving inpatient mental health services, what follows highlights dramatically how language makes things appear different than they actually are. I've been thinking recently about the differences between patients and therapists, and how these differences are understood by each party. A blog on this topic will be forthcoming soon. In the meantime, I wanted to post this. I find it highly thought-provoking.

YOU AND I by Elaine Popovich

I am a resident. You reside.

I am admitted. You move in.

I am aggressive. You are assertive.

I have behavior problems. You are rude.

I am noncompliant. You don't like being told what to do.

When I ask you out for dinner, it is an outing. When you ask someone out, it is a date.

I made mistakes during my check-writing program. Some day I might get a bank account. You forgot to record some withdrawals from your account. The bank called to remind you.

I wanted to talk with the nice-looking person behind us at the grocery store. I was told that it is inappropriate to talk to strangers. You met your spouse in the produce department. Neither of you could find the bean sprouts.

I celebrated my birthday yesterday with five other residents and two staff members. I hope my family sends a card. Your family threw you a surprise party. Your brother couldn't make it from out of state. It sounded wonderful!

My case manager sends a report every month to my guardian. It says everything I did wrong and some things I did right. You are still mad at your sister for calling your Mom after you got that speeding ticket.

I am learning household skills. You hate housework.

I am learning leisure skills. Your shirt says you are a "Couch Potato."

After I do my budget program tonight, I might get to go to McDonald's if I have enough money. You were glad that the new French restaurant took your charge card.

My case manager, psychologist, R. N., occupational and physical therapist, nutritionist and house staff set goals for me for the next year. You haven't decided what you want out of life.

Someday I will be discharged . . . maybe. You will move onward and upward.

3 Comments:

  • At 10:54 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    That is so sad to me.

     
  • At 12:55 AM, Blogger Medicoglia, RN said…

    If I don't feel like talking, I'm avoiding...if you don't feel like talking, you have strong boundaries. :P

     
  • At 8:04 PM, Blogger Jassy said…

    S-girl, it is sad. Pathologizing normal responses to everyday struggles is a sickness amongst mental health professionals.

    Fallen, perfect example of how screwed up this stuff can get.

     

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