{"id":582,"date":"2020-01-10T15:11:33","date_gmt":"2020-01-10T15:11:33","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.lacan.com\/symptom\/?page_id=582"},"modified":"2024-05-22T15:14:40","modified_gmt":"2024-05-22T15:14:40","slug":"582-2","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/www.lacan.com\/symptom\/582-2\/","title":{"rendered":"Briefs from the Couch"},"content":{"rendered":"

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\n-J.A.” font_container=”tag:h2|text_align:center|color:%2311004f” google_fonts=”font_family:Forum%3Aregular|font_style:400%20regular%3A400%3Anormal”][vc_single_image image=”641″ img_size=”full” alignment=”center”][vc_custom_heading text=”Genesis Belanger, Liquid Dreams<\/em>” font_container=”tag:h6|text_align:center|color:%2311004f|line_height:1″ google_fonts=”font_family:Forum%3Aregular|font_style:400%20regular%3A400%3Anormal”][vc_empty_space height=”70″][vc_column_text]<\/p>\n

Love Me, Please!<\/strong><\/span><\/h4>\n

Annie says\u2026\u201cthe shapelessness of GENDER I will defend not for being an activist because I am not, but for being part of a symptom of an era\u2026waiting is my\u00a0mode\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/h4>\n

\u2014No, waiting is the enchantment\u2026<\/span><\/span><\/h4>\n

She jumps around,\u00a0faces me\u2014her hands and knees on the couch\u2014\u00a0and says, \u201cWaiting, awaiting, I can\u2019t wait! Waiting is the signifier I cannot accomplish! It\u2019s my title even\u2026<\/span><\/span><\/h4>\n

\u2014\u2026?<\/span><\/span><\/h4>\n

Annie\u2014Would you do me a favor? Will you love me again?<\/span><\/span><\/h4>\n

\u2014\u2026<\/span><\/span><\/h4>\n

A\u2014Do you still love me? You can\u2019t and you know that.<\/span><\/span>\u00a0<\/span><\/h4>\n

\u2014(in my thoughts) There\u2019s a certain desperation in this, which I like, but\u2026\u00a0<\/span><\/h4>\n

Annie turns around and lies on the couch again and says,\u00a0<\/span>\u201cPlease go. Just leave\u2014I want to be alone.\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/h4>\n

\u2014No.<\/span>
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Annie stays in silence, and the silence grows longer<\/span>\u2014I developed a new theory that works in my head\u2026\u00a0<\/span><\/span><\/h4>\n

\u2014What theory?<\/span>
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A\u2014They only love me when I\u2019m in my hometown, my people, family, my home, my roots\u2026<\/span>
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A\u2014I am bored and\u00a0I\u00a0want to sound more interesting\u2026<\/span><\/span><\/h4>\n

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A\u2014(louder) Because I am bored and also want to sound more interesting\u2026<\/span><\/h4>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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\u00a0<\/span>\u2014You wait\u2014your <\/span>title even?\u2014perhaps is\u00a0<\/span>your name of Symptom.<\/span><\/span><\/h4>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n

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\u25bc<\/span><\/h4>\n

Henry the Pervert<\/strong><\/span><\/h4>\n

Henry \u2014 In my dream I am making an art video\u2026 again, with my teeth I am tearing my cuticles to a point that my finger-nails are getting bloody\u2026 and I start to see a baby is reflected in two mirrors, as it prominently displays itself to the infinite.<\/span><\/h4>\n

Still in the dream I am wondering aloud whether I am the viewer looking at my fingers or the baby is the viewer looking bacl at me\u2026. I choose to expose myself to the baby viewer.<\/span><\/h4>\n

\u2014 \u2026\u2026<\/span><\/h4>\n

The part of me making that video is \u201cHenry the pervert.\u201d<\/span><\/h4>\n

\u2014Whom the babies are bound to see, desire? \u2026 I don\u2019t know that they will desire you to infinity because babies grow<\/span><\/h4>\n

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My Thing<\/strong><\/span><\/h4>\n

Susan tells me she is a model, that she is married to the son of the president of a foreign country. She also says that she is a lesbian on the sly, and not interested in mixing it up with her marriage.<\/span><\/h4>\n

The husband, instead, who came to one of our sessions, had his complain. She had seduced him by telling him that she was a lesbian, and now where was the third party in the bed? She would not share her affairs. Again, he was taking a lot of drugs, which she didn\u2019t want to partake under the same roof.<\/span><\/h4>\n

Eventually, she starts telling me more about herself\u2014 there is a \u2018peculiar thing\u2019 she must do previous to our sessions. And this is how before we start she always goes to the bathroom, and comes back really quickly. The thing takes about a minute or two.<\/span><\/h4>\n

\u2014Okay, but why don\u2019t you do your thing in the bathroom, right before I come into the room, you have plenty of time I don\u2019t want to wait\u2026<\/span>
\nSusan\u2014Well, it only takes a minute.<\/span><\/h4>\n

\u2014Why involve me? What if you take care of it before we enter the session?<\/span><\/h4>\n

This antic served for a while to prepare her for the session. But, now, she tells me, she has to do her thing before she leaves as well. I refuse. Since the bathroom of the studio is in the same room where the sessions takes place, the next patient would have to wait outside while Susan does \u2018her thing\u2019. I tell her, \u201cthis won\u2019t do.\u201d<\/span><\/h4>\n

With this, she was discontent. Still I refused to have the other patients wait on her account. If she weren\u2019t to do it, she would have had to cry all afternoon because the chance of doing the thing had to always involve someone else, like the husband, me, and if not the next patient. Eventually, she wanted to tell me. Her thing, not a substance still an addiction, was: a one minute long masturbation.<\/span><\/h4>\n

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