He had a dream he could not remember but he felt good as he was waking up. As soon as he opened the window and looked outside, that low, depressed mood started to occupy his mind. He could not help it! Was it the legacy of having been born in the South, where the sun always shines, and the sky is always blue? Yes, of course, it might sound too idealized, but it rang true. Years of living in the North had not taken away that feeling every time the rain came, even if he knew the rain would not last forever. So, he started to get dressed while trying to overcome his feelings and that sort of inertia he was experiencing as he was approaching the day. He decided to put on some music, just to have some company, at least. Then, he made himself breakfast, his favourite one: toasted bread, salt butter and marmalade. A thought made him smile. As he was eating, he started to think at his mother, who really loved salt butter; “maybe that’s where it comes from”, he thought. Then, he had the image of his father eating toasted bread, just as he was doing right now, at breakfast. And just like that, he felt ready to leave the house, with a smile.
Inbar Palmor, PCC- Psychoanalytic Center of California First, I thought it was all a misunderstanding- I think this is a sentence that haunts me,
The possibility of going on in a day-to-day manner and then the arrival of a message or a phone call that begins in a mundane manner, not arousing any sign of what is to come, And then the slow realization that everything has come undone, that nothing will ever be the same again. The fear of loss, so actual and present, as if there is no more skin covering my soul. I recall entering my mother and her partners home after being away for a very long time. Walking in excited with anticipation. The moment I entered I knew that everything changed, The faces raised to me seemed to be those of a shiva. I stopped dead in my tracks, to be led into the kitchen and told them my mother had a few months to live. All that had been presented so meticulously had been carefully planned to be misunderstood.
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