Other than the couple’s counseling my wife and I had about 10 years
ago, I’ve never had any therapy. It’s not that I had anything against
the idea of therapy; it’s just that I never thought to seek outside
help. Many men don’t ask for directions when they get lost, and I’m
one of them (although, in many situations, not asking for directions
is rather stupid). My wife is now studying to be a therapist, so our
apartment is littered with books about psychology and psychotherapy.
One of them, which was sitting on our dinner table, is “A Guide to
Rational Living” by Albert Ellis. My wife told me that it’s one of the
classics in psychology. I started reading it and was intrigued by his
definition of “neurotic” because I felt like he was describing me
personally, and at the same time I was surprised to find that he talks
like I do; arrogant, sarcastic, and annoyingly rational. Later I
learned that Ellis himself was “neurotic”.
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