“I’m so going to rest during the Thanksgiving break,” I kept announcing while compiling lists of everything I was going to accomplish while on break. “This time, I’m really going to rest.”
“Like I’m ever going to trust your lying ass ever again,” my body said and proceeded to ensure that I did stay in bed doing nothing by making me extremely sick.
I should have just rested of my own free will without pushing the poor body to this extreme.
Ah, so is this a tacit admission that psychoanalysis presupposes the opposition between the body and the mind–mind body dualism?
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The moral of the story is: the repressed always returns in the form of a symptom.
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Yeah. And this is what shamanic types call the natural corrective process, as if it were “by spirits”.
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