Posted by Maria01 on December 6, 2007, at 23:12:00
I don't post here often; school and work have the better of me lately. I also feel I don't have a lot to say/offer, as a lot of people here are dealing with things that are of more gravity than I deal with. Onward:
Anyway, I have been working with a great T for a few months now, and I knew she has a daughter. When I first started working with this T, I told her where I went to grammar school, Jr. High, and high school. She told me her daughter went to the same grammar school that I did. I really didn't think anything of it, as it was a year-round school, and I was on a different track. I don't have my yearbook any longer(my mom has it), so I never really gave it a second thought. I was like "Oh, cool. small world. Did she think it sucked as much as I did?" I had no clue if the girl was older, younger than me, or if she was the same age.
Anyway, a friend of mine set up her book list on a bookseller site, and I wanted to hit up her gift list and send her a book from it for the holidays. I went to the website, typed in her last name, which is the same surname as my T; there aren't a lot of folks here in the U.S. with that surname. Not only did my T's profile come up, but her daughter's did as well. Turns out that her daughter is my age!
I'm a live-and-let-live kind of person. Therapists are human: they have lives outside the office, they have hobbies, friends, kids, partners/mates, pets, and bills just like the rest of us joes. I wouldn't freak out if I bumped into my T outside the office...she lives one town over from me, so the probability is there. My workplace is in the same office district as her office. Like I said, "big whoop" if I bump into her outside the office.
All that being said, for some reason, the fact that her daughter is my age unsettles me. It really does; I'm surprised at myself. Not sure how I feel about this yet, but I do know that whatever I'm feeling is tempered with the knowledge that the internet is essentially a public space, so I did nothing wrong. Not my fault they share the same surname as one of my friends.
But for some reason, I'm really weirded out by the fact that her daughter is my age. I could really drive myself crazy and wonder if she compares us, etc., but I really want to spare myself that head-trip. Life is hard enough without self-inflicted drama. Still I can't help but wonder.....
poster:Maria01
thread:799252
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