One huge milestone I have achieved in the past couple of days was finishing my psychoanalysis. People always wonder how one knows that it is time to finish, and the answer is that it’s like love: when it comes, you’ll know.
In my case, it was trash cans. You know the trash cans one has to roll out for garbage trucks to pick up once a week? My trash cans (one for garbage, one for recycling) made me realize I had achieved all my psychoanalytic goals.

As I was rolling out the trash cans on Sunday evenings, I would feel such profound contentment, such ecstatic joy that I knew I had to be psychologically healthy. The analyst confirmed: finding happiness in normalcy is the goal. And so I’m done.
Psychoanalysis has been the most sensationally life-changing experience of my life, people. When I started, I knew there was absolutely no way I could afford it or find any room in my budget for the heavy cost. But I started anyway and somehow found a way to afford it without any great hardship even though this was at the time when every one of my credit cards was maxed out and out and out some more.
It’s unbelievable how much it helped, simply unbelievable.
P.S. If you need contact info of a very strong English-speaking analyst who works through Skype, write me an email.

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