
Al salir del consultorio siempre dejo
esa puerta abierta. Pero cuando salgo de la casa de mi analista,
siempre necesito cerrar esa otra puerta. Escuchar el click del seguro y en ese momento respirar profundamente para empezar a caminar.
Eso es "Mujer saliendo del psicoanalista"
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My ex flat mate -a very dear friend with a big bum- gave me this picture as a postcard... I was in analysis and he said I looked like the girl! I don't think I did... I miss analysis so much... doors open leading you to the darkest places... that is always exciting and frightening ... to look into that is a brave task
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