Published in December 2013 issue of Prospect Magazine
Bearing the not knowing. This, apparently, is what the first session with a new patient is really about. Like a first date. There is no way you are going to be able to gabble out all your stories, unload all your baggage, show all your baby pictures, introduce your parents and wrap up your relationship history over half a bottle of wine and some crispy aromatic duck. These things take time. The quirk that may seem irritating over that first pancake might become incredibly endearing. What looked like standoffishness might turn out to have been nerves, or reservation founded on whatever defences we ourselves might have slapped up to detract from our lamentable deficiencies. All this is true for a first session with a patient as much as it is for a first date (except for the lack of bevs and duck, of course).
The therapist really is looking at what you are wearing, how you sit, how you speak, when you speak, how you deal with sitting opposite someone you don’t know, someone (most importantly and perhaps most terrifyingly) who has offered to get to know you. I have a patient who spent the whole first session, running his hands through his hair and saying things like “you should know this about me,” and “the thing you need to understand about me.” None of these things (that he “tells it like it is” and that he “is a generous person”) turned out to have any relevance to the therapy whatsoever, aside from the fact that he felt the need to say them at the outset. His desire to lay his cards so aggressively on the table made me feel that he was hiding a whole other pack of cards somewhere up a sleeve. He was.