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The Working Hour

Photo by: Tim Bindner

I recently listened to an old favorite song of mine called THE WORKING HOUR by Tears for Fears. This time around, the lyrics hit a chord with me and I wrote a blog about it.

Considering the psycho-analytic theme from their album Songs from the Big Chair, the song has a personal meaning for me. Anyone that has taken part in any form of psychological therapy knows very well that the session usually lasts an hour. Depending on the doctor, patient, and the nature of the issues being discussed, it can be the most excruciating hour of your life. Facing long repressed issues, experiences, doubts, fear, and pain. The vulnerability of opening up and sharing your most personal thoughts also has its own fearful challenges. Acknowledging you have flawed thought processes and the self-doubt that follows when your perceptions of reality are shaken or challenged.

The conclusions you come to and accept a new ‘reality’ that you were completely unaware of or thought of. I recall the initial visits, where nervousness to share my stories in these sessions felt like a ‘working hour.’

These things
That I’ve
Been told
Can rearrange
My world
My doubt
In time
But inside out

All along, the psychoanalyst is learning about how you think, process, feel, and, more so, helping to identify your mistakes. Learning to recompense for those mistakes you have made.

We are paid by those that learn from your mistakes.

Fear is such a vicious thing
It wraps me up in chains

For me, there is always fear. I have a fear of outcomes in my mind. Fear of facing the reality outside my awareness. Fear of the unknown.

Find out what this fear is all about

Find out

I can say therapy has helped me overcome many of my fears, or better yet learned to identify and challenge them. The fear will always be there. Always testing me. Often rearing its ugly head in the middle of the night.

Dr. Erin has helped me tremendously. Music has helped me tremendously. Here the two merged for 6:31 seconds of audio pleasure. This song is a beautiful piece of music and a reminder of how far I have come, but still how far I need to go.

Until next time,

Tim

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