(no subject) @ 12:42 am
And while I'd made a joke the other day about being emo, the following thing has been rolling around in my head for the past day: when rattling off my tales of woe whence my perhaps-miserable childhood arose to Frauline Shrink, she said that I mentioned them really dispassionately, that my face was pretty blank when recounting such things, that I didn't act "upset".
I don't know how to react to that. I don't think I'm terribly upset when telling of my past miseries; I mean, what can I do about them now? Whether it's repression, acceptance, or something else I really don't know.