
I leave Dr. Vargo’s office as I increasingly do, confused and discouraged. After five years of twice-weekly sessions of her trying to find trauma’s etching pieces in my early developmental puzzle --via talk therapy, hypnosis, and regression modalities, but finding nothing -- still she insists on finding something that I have to conclude, just isn’t there.
Today I receive a form letter:
Dear Patients,
Dr. Vargo, aka Robodoc #46546, was sent back for factory refurbishing. Robodoc #88977, aka Dr. Kazoo, is now available for appointments. Unfortunately your case file transfers were unsuccessful.
Your health matters to us.
The Corporation
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Very good take Li.
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Thanks, Sadje!
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That’s what it feels like sometimes.
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Indeed!
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