As a matter of random background context for my existence (unrelated to my parents) in a "who are the people I may mention during sessions," I mentioned my bisexuality (my preferred label at the time, which I know find to be not as comprehensive as it could be). And, in case you missed it my sexuality has never been a particular source of stress to me in terms of my own self-worth.
Anyway... the therapist suddenly launched into explaining to me that I was bisexual (and pagan) merely because I was trying to reclaim the love of both my mother and father... blah blah blah blah blah.
I sort of brushed it off, because it was so never going to come up again (the parental drama was about other things entirely), but here's the deal: nearly 15 years later, I don't remember the therapists name, anything he said related to why I was there, or in fact ANYTHING, other than him saying this.
I am a happy, out, queer person who believes both that I am hard-wired to be queer and that I choose this life (I refuse the strict adherence to the genetic only argument as a defense against bigots) because it is a better, more interesting one for me. And I was a happy, out, queer person with that same outlook in 1996.
But sometimes I still wonder, because of this one guy and his off-hand remark, if I just make other people uncomfortable because, to be flip, my parents never loved me enough (they love me a great deal, just not in ways I always get).
Get it?
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Date: 2010-02-02 03:32 pm (UTC)My shrink took it to hear and was very positive as during my time in therapy I was involved with more than one gender.
Regardless, therapy is far too easily abused and "conversion" therapy freaks me the fuck out! And that article in the Independent was just boggling - prayers, birth trauma, Freemasonry?!?!
In the words of Eddie Izzard: Quoi?!