Echoing Socrates' time-honoured statement that the unexamined life is not worth living, psychoanalyst Stephen Grosz draws short, vivid stories from his 25-five-year practice in order to track the collaborative journey of therapist and patient as they uncover the hidden feelings behind ordinary behaviour. These beautifully rendered tales illuminate the fundamental pathways Echoing Socrates' time-honoured statement that the unexamined life is not worth living, psychoanalyst Stephen Grosz draws short, vivid stories from his 25-five-year practice in order to track the collaborative journey of therapist and patient as they uncover the hidden feelings behind ordinary behaviour. These beautifully rendered tales illuminate the fundamental pathways of life from birth to death. A woman finds herself daydreaming as she returns home from a business trip; a young man loses his wallet. We learn, too, from more extreme examples: the patient who points an unloaded gun at a police officer, the compulsive liar who convinces his wife he's dying of cancer. The stories invite compassionate understanding, suggesting answers to the questions that compel and disturb us most about love and loss, parents and children, work and change. The resulting journey will spark new ideas about who we are and why we do what we do.

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These subtle, fascinating case studies are psychoanalysis condensed. They run about 6 or so pages each. Everything inessential has been stripped away. We get the problem, the diagnosis, and the resolution or its semblance very quickly. There's the nine year old with autism whose hyper-acting out includes spitting in his analyst's [the author's] face five times a week for a year and a half.

How far can one's compassion go? Or the HIV-positive patient who can do little more than sleep during his s These subtle, fascinating case studies are psychoanalysis condensed. They run about 6 or so pages each. Everything inessential has been stripped away. We get the problem, the diagnosis, and the resolution or its semblance very quickly. There's the nine year old with autism whose hyper-acting out includes spitting in his analyst's [the author's] face five times a week for a year and a half. How far can one's compassion go?

Or the HIV-positive patient who can do little more than sleep during his sessions. When the author presents his case at a conference, an American doctor asks: 'Why are you wasting your time with this patient? He's going to die. Why not help someone who's got a future.' The author is outraged. And as it turns out, the protease-inhibitors arrive in time and the patient lives for many years, is in fact still alive at the time the book is published. Chem otkritj fajl sii system. Uslovnie oboznacheniya pozharnoj signalizacii v autocad.

The essays are so lean, so fleet of foot and this is somehow connected – this brevity, this concision – to their ability to move us. I cannot recommend this slim volume highly enough. It's a near miraculous feat of writing. This is a terrific little book; very affecting and powerful, and it came at just the right time for me. It's essentially a series of vignettes from the case histories of a Freudian psychoanalyst - short chapters on themes of loss, love, lies, sadness, death and so on.

I confess that I am rabidly sceptical about the basis of Freudian analysis, but these stories are so touching and thought-provoking that my ideological preferences were rendered unimportant. What's so powerful about this book is the This is a terrific little book; very affecting and powerful, and it came at just the right time for me. It's essentially a series of vignettes from the case histories of a Freudian psychoanalyst - short chapters on themes of loss, love, lies, sadness, death and so on. I confess that I am rabidly sceptical about the basis of Freudian analysis, but these stories are so touching and thought-provoking that my ideological preferences were rendered unimportant.