Female patients use their bodies as a canvas on which to express their distressby Anna Blundy / June 16, 2018 / Leave a comment
Published in July 2018 issue of Prospect Magazine
I started putting on weight during my second analysis seven years ago. At first this felt like progress—I wasn’t trying to be perfect anymore. I was beginning to be happier in my skin, not worried about how I appeared in the anyway creepy male gaze.
I thought I was accepting my femininity and allowing myself to be softer in a literal as well as a psychological sense. Then my analyst asked if my eating felt “out of control.” Oh, here we go, I thought. He is a man, as are all three doctors who have felt free to advise me to lose weight. I should stress that I wasn’t ever fat in a “pass this to the fat, blonde lady over there,” kind of way. Just podgy.
Unhappy women so often seem to be obsessed with their bodies. Female patients use their bodies as a canvas on which to express their distress. An early patient of mine lifted her t-shirt mid-session to show me an appalling map of scars, scratches and an open wound.
It is shocking to hear about the endless diets and the absurd rules for appearing attractive to horrible men, the cutting and biting and the enthusiastic self-mutilation via ostensibly beautifying surgery and treatments. Addiction to “enhancing” surgical procedures is, of course, an addiction to self-harm.