I am starting to get seriously tired of talking about myself so much.
The new psychologist (Dr. Steve) asked me the last time to write an autobiography, detailed things like my first memory, my parents’ divorce, etc. He said to make it around 10 pages, so I thought “no problem!” I like to write and I like to talk about myself, so this should be a breeze, right? Wrong. First, I procrastinated about it for a few days (big surprise there). Then I tried a little bit over the weekend and was only able to type a couple of sentences. Monday night, though, I made a concerted effort to sit down and work on it. I only managed to finish a couple of pages because I was having trouble conjuring up my memories in a linear fashion. Try it sometime. See if you don’t run into the same problem. One train of thought would pop up and take me down a road of narration and then I would remember something else and have to make an effort to insert it in a way that made sense.
Wednesday is now here and I’m due to meet with Dr. Steve again. Terry made the comment to me when we went to bed on last night about wasn’t I supposed to have that done for the next appointment? Gee, thanks dear! I had trouble going to sleep because it was bothering me so badly. So, I spent this morning preparing for, observing, taking notes on and debriefing our presentation to new company employees regarding computers and IT at our company. I finally got in to my office and decided to take another stab at the autobiography. You see, while I was waiting for the previous presenter to finish up in the morning, I had jotted down nearly a planner page worth of bullet points that I could use to help me get some more information flowing for said autobiographical attempt. As a result, I have been able to sit down and crank out another 5 pages, non-stop. But now I have just reached this point where I am so mindnumbingly bored by hearing myself think about myself that I just have to stop, momentum or no momentum. Besides, in two hours, I have to go talk about myself to Dr. Steve. (And what do I do, I go post to my blog!)
So, believe it or not, even I can reach a point where I just can’t stand talking (or writing or thinking) about myself anymore! 😛
Yeah, but your audience here loves hearing about you ;P I’m enjoying sharing your journey of self-discovery – and I think we can all relate to what you’re going through in different ways :))
Amen to what Anne said! I think these blog entries all contribute as part of your therapy. A little here, a lot there, in fits and starts, eventually you’ll get there!
Love hearing about you. You need to consider being an author … honestly. You have a lot to say & words seem to come easily for you.
What do I think about you? I think you are A-ok Jenna. Take care & enjoy your week-end : )