John Tesh Explains It All

mya picks "therapy."

john tesh told me something today about therapy.

he was talking about binge eaters who get their stomachs stapled. once they have the procedure, they lose the weight and suddenly realize that being thin is not the answer they were looking for so they "switch addictions." the fat girl in wilson phillips had this problem. she got skinny and became an alcoholic. jt says that this happens because the deeper issues that were causing the binge eating in the first place were never addressed. therapy, he says, is the answer, not gastric bypass. thanks, john.

i wonder if this two minute snippet actually helped anyone, sent someone to the yellow pages to find that perfect counselor who takes his or her insurance. i wonder if the hour i spend in the counselor's office, and have spent off and on since the age of 14, really helps me. sometimes i think counselors, john tesh, and oprah (the antichrist) are extending a hand to help us up with a foot planted firmly on our backs. making us feel worse, making us feel like we need them, which in turn, pays their bills. dredging up the past is good, if it serves a purpose, but often i feel like i just sit there and analyze the week's events in light of my "story" and still run around in hopeless circles like a hamster on a wheel. is this just life? and, if it is, do i need to pay someone to listen to me talk about it? and this aspect of therapy seems counterproductive to boosting my self-esteem; you are only listening to me because I'M PAYING YOU. shit. i really am a loser.

of course, i don't mean that. i believe that the money i have spent on counseling is like donating to charity; i am very good at spitting out the same wisdom i am given to other people, and i say it with authority like i know what i'm talking about. and sometimes, i say it over miller's cheese fries.

which, coincidentally, i am addicted to.