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* Not religious, and the thing that they bounce off each other on down the line is her refusal to not demonize religion
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## Story
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I wrap emotions in the cool embrace of jargon to soften sharp edges, take the sting out of ones I feel to keenly. It's why I got into this field. It's why I studied what I did. Of course I care for my patients, and of course I live what I do, but my reason for being here, for being a psychologist, is a simple insatiable need to explain away my emotions.
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I've talked about it with my therapist at length - we all have them, therapist-therapists, and you should never trust a therapist who does not. We talk about my need to hide behind words as a way of reducing my vulnerability. They become armor, when taken in this sense.
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There's a tension, then, between these two explanations: to put it the way I did at the beginning is to allow words to be a useful tool to define the edges of my emotions and perhaps make them easier to digest and understand in the process.
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To here Jeremy's suggestion, though, my words are a means by which I might reduce my responsibility to actually feel the emotions I try to define.
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Thus me, sitting here on my lunch break, writing journal entries on my phone.
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