Me: (wincing as I write out the check for daycare) I think we need to just find a hobo off the streets to live with us and to watch the little girls.
Me: It would be educational, right?
Working with the mentally ill has given me numerous really really good stories. Most of which I can never ever tell. It helps to have really good coworkers to be able to share some of these gems. It also leads to a kind of gallows humor that is exclusive to therapists and people working in the mental health field. For instance, it is not unusual for this conversation to happen in my office:
Me: Do you hear voices?
Me: Are they telling you to not talk to me?
Me: Have you ever tried to tell them to shut up? What is their response?
Normal people don't think that way. Normal people would freak the fuck out if a voice was in their head telling them what to do, or if someone told them that they were hearing voices.
Additionally, normal people don't sit around at lunch and in between talking about our weekends and whatever news is hot debate what kind of psychosis you would be likely to have. Delusions of grandeur? Paranoia? Hallucinations of Jesus coming back? My luck would be that I would feel water all over my skin because that would be its own special kind of hell for me. I would not be a happy psychotic, I fear.
I have recently decided to do some rearranging in my house. Cause I don't have anything more to do, like working 7 days a week or actively giving my children mommy issues to discuss with their future therapists. I am stuck on what color to paint the living room, though. I just recently bought new curtains and new slipcovers and now I am really regretting jumping the gun on that decision because I feel like I am committed to a certain scheme now. My ODD (oppositional defiant disorder, for you non mental health professionals out there) is kicking in and I am really bitter that I have backed myself into a corner here. I, of course, am blaming everyone else but myself for this decision. I might even throw a temper tantrum or two about it. Hell, if those kids are gonna need therapy, by God I am going to make the sessions interesting!