I missed the crepes. Thanks for joining me. It’s great that you decided to go out and distract yourself a little. You know, we can’t deny that lately the city has been going through unfortunate events that hurt us a lot and make those of us who need to go out and move around in our daily lives feel helpless and insecure. It’s sad to see the shutters of the businesses down and see how this paralysis is affecting us in many ways. The good thing is that we found this little square open. It seems to me that this has been the main mistake of our authorities. Denying what is obvious and insisting that nothing is happening or “that there is no danger anywhere.” People feel offended if they are tried to be deceived in such a way, especially when they see armed civilians in private vehicles passing near their homes, among other things that we already know because they abound in social networks, getting sick more to those who consume said content. And I say making them sicker, because I don’t know what you think, but the fact of spending hours with the phone in hand seeing what happened in this or that place, sometimes without realizing that they even sell us old events as new, only overwhelms us and fills us with anxiety. We ask ourselves, until when? I would like to say until we all go to therapy but well… do you think that will happen? That or until I return Jesus.
Well, whether the authorities have handled the situation in a timely manner or not will become clearer in the coming days and, over the months, we will forget about it. Because that’s how we are, eh. We are a flash of light, we are fleeting; the light of a firefly. Then it passes, and we continue life in “relative iron” mode. A thing of the culichis.
Oh well, but you and I are here having coffee and trying to think this through psychoanalytically. By the way, I regret having ordered this one with Irish cream. It’s not that good. We should have gone to a specialty coffee shop, I know.
I think, thanks to a call I had with my colleagues, Mtra. Gaby Camarena and Dr. José Martínez, both psychotherapists psychoanalytic, that this sudden confinement that we gave ourselves culichis It tastes like pandemic. It reminds us of that unfortunate event that, ultimately, marked our lives and left a lasting mark on our psyche. As far as I am concerned, I think that many people died on those dates more from fear and terror than from the virus itself. Let us think, when we talked about the pandemic, in our minds it was interpreted as “death”, and that paralyzed us. In many cases it did happen like that. We experienced the loss of people we loved and I am sure, now we see, that we have not overcome it. That is why I tell you that we “forget” things quickly. But here we are, psychoanalytic psychotherapists, to remind society that the unconscious does not forget and that it is possible, through complex and sometimes difficult to understand mechanisms, to revisit traumas and update grief. We are also here to say that it is not that we “forget”, we simply deny or repress it, it is about living and moving forward despite the circumstances, but not without first paying a high price, speaking in terms of psychic economy. Yes, we got through it, but now with less hair, with colitis, with diabetes, with insomnia, with difficulties to regain the pleasure of life, bearing the absence of family or friends, etc. So, I am trying to say that these unfortunate events are interpreted by our psyche as “death”, and in the face of this, it is normal for us to be alarmed. We want to lock ourselves in at home. Run to seek the closeness of those who are still alive. But this will pass, we will know how to move on, and well, we will find other ways to deny or “control death” when those days return when we culichis brag about “having acquaintances”, or listening to altered music in the car or at meetings. Yes, a very manic way of defending ourselves, but come on, the psyche does its negotiations to keep us alive.
Hey, I don’t know about you, but I’m not going to finish this coffee… As for the crepe, 10 out of 10… Peace and good bro. I’ll leave you because I have an appointment in a few minutes.
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