What does getting up early at weekends say about to me? (In a narrative therapeutic tone with pure curiosity.)
Me: at the beginning I felt happy. Wow, I am such a diligent
person that I don’t need a clock to wake me up at weekends! But then, I felt a
bit sad about myself, because it means that I forget what “enjoying life” looks
like.
Oh, that sounds mixed! How do you think of these two totally
different emotions? ( Narrative therapeutic tone with pure curiosity.)
Me: I guess it's because part of myself need to work on my assignments
and part of myself need to sleep.
What do these two emotions tell you? (Narrative again, try
to thicken my story)
Me: It has nothing to do with my emotions. I have to write
my papers; they never care about how think and feel. It's not about therapy. It's a graduate student's daily life.
Accept.C’est la vie.
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