I love radio 4 and there's an
occasional series called "In Therapy". Client's sessions with a psychotherapist
are recorded and broadcast. In one episode a respectable God-fearing client Natalie
had been unfaithful to the long-term boyfriend (with an old boyfriend) and was
trying to find out why.
The psychotherapist reached the end of the
sessions so she could make sense of the befuddlement. Summarising the session she
said, "This kind of befuddlement is the bread and butter of therapy. There
aren't always neat solutions and not knowing why someone has done something and
the upset that it's thrown up is part reaching a deeper understanding of your
own motivation, your conflicts and your confusions. So when I say to Natalie let's
leave it on befuddlement I'm reasonably optimistic. I'm thinking that there are
strands here that if we can get a hold of will give her access into bits of
herself that she split of quite a while ago."
I remember that word befuddlement and thought I
must use it more. I'd also like to gain access to bits of myself I split off
from quite a while ago. Here is a painting of befuddlement.