The sinthome is the incarnation of what is singular in each individual. It is so singular that it cannot reach out. Lacan was inspired by Joyce “inasmuch as he offers the apparatus, the essence and the abstraction” of the sinthome.10 This involves the abolishment of the symbol and the symptom in the first sense. At this point, there is a radical “each one to their own sinthome” which excludes any sympathy, any communicative connection, any generality, which asks to grasp each one as an absolute One, that is, separated. Ah! Such is the discipline for the analyst, when the analysis continues for certain time and, supposedly, turns into a routine. It happens so that the analyst becomes most familiar, to the point, that he belongs in the family! Especially since, from the outset, what is called the transference is there to instate sympathy, antipathy, at last pathology. This is what is concocted by this perspective, what takes the practice of the analysis rather the wrong way, against the grain.
The psychoanalysis of the neurotic, at least as far as we can talk about it, is a recovery. We start from the One immersed in the Other, the semblances there conveyed vacillate and are evacuated until the subject is able to speak to itself, until it has access to the autism of its discourse. Interpretation would then find its intrusive value in a new mode of the signifier.