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    Hephaestus – Chapter 16

    Story written on November 13, 2008 by veba.
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    therapy?

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    Carmen: …self-sabotager. It’s like she doesn’t really believe she can be loved.
    Doctor Coleman: Do you love her?
    Carmen: (Pauses) …Yes I do. I have never loved anyone like I love her.

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    Doctor Coleman: Why did you leave?
    Carmen: Do you mean why I left my apartment?
    Doctor Coleman: Yes.
    Carmen: …I don’t know. I guess I didn’t want Shane to see how low can be my lows.
    Doctor Coleman: I see. But Shane allowed you to see her own lows, recently. Why can’t you do the same?
    Carmen: …I don’t want her to think that I am weak.
    Doctor Coleman: Do you feel weak?
    Carmen: (Long silence) Yeah, I guess I am…

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    Doctor Coleman: …mad at her?
    Carmen: About the other women she slept with during the last three years?
    Doctor Coleman: Yes.
    Carmen: I don’t know. I am trying hard not to picturing those scenes in front of my eyes.
    Doctor Coleman: Why?
    Carmen: Because I’d get mad… (chuckles nervously)
    Doctor Coleman: Don’t you think that this repressed anger can be one of the reasons of your discomfort?
    Carmen: ….I don’t know what to say.
    Doctor Coleman: Well, think about it.

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    Carmen: …raw sex with Shane anymore.
    Doctor Coleman: Why?
    Carmen: I don’t know. I wanted it to be sweet. Passionate, but sweet.
    Doctor Coleman: Don’t you think that very passionate and primal sex could make you lose control?
    Carmen: I know it does.
    Doctor Coleman: That’s the reason why you allowed Shane to make love to you that way just once, during your trip to New York?
    Carmen: Yes…
    Doctor Coleman: Because you don’t want to lose control?
    Carmen: …I don’t know. Probably.
    Doctor Coleman: How did you feel after that make up sex?
    Carmen: …Dismantled. Denudated. Free, somehow.
    Doctor Coleman: And?
    Carmen: …Angry.
    Doctor Coleman: Why?
    Carmen: Because I thought Shane fucked those other women just like the way she had just fucked me…
    Doctor Coleman: So you were mad at her while you two were making love?
    Carmen: No, not while we were making love. That was beautiful and painful at the same time… She was touching the deepest chords of my being…
    Doctor Coleman: But you were scared…
    Carmen: Yes. I was a bit scared… But I had just told her about my misadventure in Boston, and I needed to feel her… And I needed her to feel me…
    Doctor Coleman: …And you did. But you also felt something else.
    Carmen: Yes. That rage. Imagining her with those other women…
    Doctor Coleman: That’s the reason why it’s not happened anymore?
    Carmen: Yes…

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