Finding sanity in the Year of the Rooster

Year of the Rooster: therapy talk for 2017

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Year of the Rooster has me thinking about how happy I am to finally, truly appreciate my difficult parents. The two of them, plus my first shrink, now occupy the V.I.P seats in my head, reserved for my most precious ancestors.

Yup, they’re both dead. A heart attack killed Dad when I was a teenager. Mom died seven years ago, of liver failure. In between their passings, cancer took my first shrink. I used to HATE the idea of ancestors. Let me have my own life, already! But in the Year of the Rooster, I’m celebrating them — and me.

Finding sanity in the Year of the Rooster

The process of embracing the past began in my 30s, when I first met this shrink. (I now go to one of her students, who is a great shrink too, and thankfully, very much alive.)

What follows is a blog post I wrote after her death. It’ll give you an idea of how therapy helped me sort through Confucian tough love values and become my own person.  

So if you’re thinking of getting shrunk, I hope this post helps. Happy Lunar New Year and Year of the Rooster!  xo

Seeing elders with new eyes

When my first shrink died, I felt betrayed. How could she leave me? Even worse — how could she have cancer when she knew so much about healing?

Being this honest might make me look incredibly self-involved. Then again, we’re talking about therapy, which means I have to be super-honest. And in the end, this special woman remains an enduring mentor because she challenged me by her example in both life…and death.

The last time I saw her was during an unbearably hot, humid May afternoon at her beautiful Manhattan home. I’d stopped therapy a few years earlier, feeling sufficiently “cured.” But we kept in touch. Near the end, the news was terrible. The cancer had returned. A stroke had left her paralyzed on one side. Hearing all this, I felt a need to see her again.

A nurse’s aide let me in. My beloved therapist was in bed with no makeup, hair mussed — and stark naked except for a pair of giant old lady underpants. There was no air conditioning. I fed her a little soup, then laid down with my arm around her clammy, bare shoulders. She couldn’t talk much anymore. Yet, she managed to say one sentence very clearly, with that signature fire in her eyes: “I want to do this my way.”

The next week, she died. Ever since, I’ve been trying to reconcile that last image of her broken body with the petite, feisty Jewish grandma who took me through my career, the arrival of my daughter and the end of my marriage.

It would be easier to remember her as the warm-hearted diva with the coiffed blonde hair, red lipstick and cute clothes. But she had other ideas; her final gift was to let me past the powerful, professional boundaries of our relationship and share her personal despair.

To this day, I remain somewhat shocked at the memory of seeing her in such a diminished state. Then again, she was the kind of shrink who was always pushing me to find myself, to live outside the society’s boundaries. Now she was showing me how to be real.

Get lucky in Year of the Rooster 

Taken together with her other life lessons, she laid the foundation for me to truly change and make my own destiny. She also had the amazing ability to blurb her ideas in profoundly simple one-liners that eventually wove their way through our years of therapeutic conversations:

Your parents can’t give you what they never had.

If your parents didn’t give you what you needed, then you’ve got to get it from somewhere else.

How you exit a room is as important as how you enter it.

“Money” and “competition” are not dirty words.

You can be furious with your mother — and still love her. 

In times of conflict, don’t walk away with your marbles. Stay in the game! 

Ask for what you want.

I wrote blog posts based on three of her tips:

Everything you need, you already have. 

Win-win is better than win-lose.

You can be single and still have romance in your life. What a relief to get this all down in a single post. If feels like I’ve finally made peace with her passing. Guess I can let go now, and do it with affection, a smile and hopefully, some grace.

P.S. — Here is a link to one more post you might like: How to find a good shrink.”

Year of the Rooster & you

I didn’t make any resolutions on Jan. 1. But reading through my shrink’s great advice, two lucky thoughts scream out to me now. I think that this year, I’ll be focusing a lot on asking for what I want and keeping romance alive in my life as a single person.

How about you? I’d love to know if any of these lucky thoughts  any lucky thoughts speak to you. Feel free to drop a comment below. xo

Comments 23

  1. Betty,
    Missed this post originally, but was so glad to be redirected to it through your latest post. Very valuable information, which I’ll use this holiday season! Enjoy ( or get through — whatever works!) and see you in the New Year. xxoo

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  3. You always impress me with the depth of your character as well as your ability to express yourself and emotions. I tried to read your shrink’s words from the first link but my Norton did the old slap and X. I commend you for being so talented, pretty, and caring as a person. Your blog is never boring!

    I will copy what you learned from her in your own text and save it as a Betty document. By the way, my mother’s name was also Betty and she succumbed to breast cancer in 1999 at the same age of 69 as I am now. Her mother, my grandmother also died of cancer at 69 so I am working on trying to enjoy this year especially in case it is my last but politics is interfering, lol!

    You were lucky to be able to share your shrink’s dying time since that was the greatest lesson she could possibly have left with you. It was very poignant and her way of saying, “and, now, life goes on.”

    Also, you will find romance again because you are a very romantic and loving person.

    I have a pretty sweet natured well dressed size 2 (German immigrant) shrink who has helped me to grow up finally these past two years. She’s also a yoga teacher so she’s giving me suggestions on weight loss and exercise during her hypnosis sessions. Now if only I would stop resisting! Happy New Year to you and all your ancestors and friends who have gone before you! They are very valuable allies to have in this life…

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      Sandy, I’m honored to be another Betty in your life. And sorry to hear about your mom’s cancer. I’m glad you’re enjoying life as much as possible. It’s how we all need to live, not matter what’s going on in our lives. As for my shrink, well, not too many people get to see their shrinks naked — so she really did leave me with a special memory. Great to hear about your shrink, too. Remember to be gentle with yourself. All these changes take time. I’m gonna take that advice for myself on the romance front. Thanks for the support! :)

  4. Thank you so much for sharing this, Betty. This gives me a lot to smile about and think about with regards both to the amazing pieces of wisdom you captured from her, but also how we relate to others, what boundaries exist, and even how those relationships can continue to evolve after a person passes. Those are powerful teachings for me to absorb, so – thank you :)

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      Tip, I’m glad to be useful! My shrink was quite a hilarious, strong personality. During the times I struggled with my diva-mom, my shrink was the good mom who gave me motherly the attention I needed. She was very healing — to the point where I could eventually look at my mom with love and make peace with her, and even enjoy her craziness. So I hope you have fun exploring and going deep. :)

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