Eva, your question was perplexing and I have been poring over my books and pacing the floors. A simple question, yet there is so, so much beneath the surface, so much hidden meaning, that I must bide my time in order to come up with the perfect answer.
You asked...
Quote:When focusing on myself, I do not know which is best...to focus on my ravishing appearance, my stunning wit, or my compelling personality. Which would you suggest I focus on first?
On the surface it appears that you have no problems. Beautiful, charming, witty, articulate.... an unusual combination. Most people that come into my office have serious problems, i.e. talking to pheasants, hearing voices, etc..
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The reason I ask...my bank account is temporarily low, and I must decide between scheduling more plastic surgery or therapy.
Aha! Now things are starting to clear up a bit. The classic money/beauty struggle. You fear you will lose your looks and end up dead broke in some run-down hotel.
Careful, girl. First of all, do not consider the surgery. The aging process is part of life. Some of us age more gracefully than others. Learn to accept the telltale signs of your advancing age. Therapy, indeed, is the correct choice. And here you are... on Gus's couch, opening up your soul. Don't you feel better?
Here's what I want you to do: Take a stroll in the park. Watch children playing. Feed the ducks. Fly a kite.
But most of all.... dismiss the vanity. Do not consider the knife!
I do not want to see another Michael Jackson or Joan Rivers roaming the planet.
This ends today's session. I'm afraid there's quite a bit of work ahead. I'll see you in a couple of weeks, maybe sooner.
I've just looked out into the waiting room and noticed an angry Edgar pacing the floors. Behind him, on the couch, Montana and Ceili are fighting off the advances of Patiodog. All hell is breaking loose. These people are crying for help. Thank God I am here.