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    Why, Bette? (Part 1)

     

    “Did I say something wrong?”

     

    “I wasn’t matter-of-fact,” Bette hissed at her.  “No, I most defnitely wasn’t.”

     

    “Perhaps I should have said that you didn’t show the depth of your emotion.”

     

    Bette refused to respond.  All of her life, people had told her that she was a cool number, never letting people know how deeply she felt.  What did people expect?  Melvin Porter whom she adored raised her and her Dad had those same attributes.  It was important to keep a stiff upper lip to succeed.  It wasn’t wise to just open floodgates for the world to see.   Lately she had opened them on several occasions and the result had been a sense of uneasiness and failure.

     

    “Bette?”

     

    “Yes.”

     

    “This is a safe place for you.  You don’t have to hide your feelings.  There is nothing I want to do with what you share with me other than to help you.  I’m not here to judge, but assist you.  That’s what doctors do.”

     

    Bette stared at the floor.

     

    “Your friends aren’t available to you.  Your partner who is also your best friend isn’t speaking to you.  Your family, according to you aren’t helping you at this time.  This is the one place where you can be Bette Porter fully.  You don’t have to control what goes on here.  In fact, I won’t allow it.  You can be angry Bette, confused Bette, loving Bette, enigmatic Bette.  I just need you to be fully present and express it all, so we can get to the root of these issues you have.  Can you do that?”

     

    Bette nodded.

     

    “If you need to cry, this is a good place for it.  See,” she said as she pointed to the three tables in her office, “I have loads of Kleenex.  You know what they say, to be a good therapist all you need are four walls and a box of Kleenex.”  She laughed and hoped to get a smile from Bette which she did.  “It’s a good place not to be guarded.”

     

    “That’s funny.  Tina is the open one and I’ve always been the guarded one as you say.  She opens her arms and smiles and just gives so much and sees all the good.  I see the ulterior motives most times, especially lately.”

    Comments

    1. It’s a much longer read than most of the posts, but it is definitely worth taking the time! I can’t remember the last time I read something that drew a tear… which says a lot. Can’t wait to read part 2.

    2. Portia, I read this on the dedicated Bette and Tina site and absolutely loved it. It’s too bad the character translation is messed up here because others would love it equally as much.

      Please post the continuation soon! I await with bated breafth to know what happens next.

    3. One more thing… the scene(s) with Suzanne, the psychiatrist, is inspiring, and makes me want to have issues to vent (or at least the courage to vent the ones I’ve got) :P

    4. WOW… God,I enjoyed so much this story. Beautiful, painful, very true to characters. Just Amazing. Bravo! I hope to read the next part soon. Thanks!

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