[July 1st][Original] How To Get Out Of Therapy
Title: How To Get Out Of Therapy
Day/Theme: July 1st / ____ is the sign of a stable mind
Series: Original / Misfits
Character/Pairing: Hobbie, Face.
Rating: PG.
"I hereby declare the patient D.M. Hobszilauszski of such a stable mind that he is no longer required to attend therapy sessions either alone of in groups as that would be a waste of time."
Face couln't stop laughing after Hobbie handed them the letter he had been handed by Dennis at the end of sit rep today. Obviously, Dennis hadn't known that the content would be a hand-written note by the group's therapist declaring the probably most outrageous announcement ever. Hobbie with his neuroses, constant injuries, emotional baggage, and his complicated personal relationships was amongst those who didn't mind attending therapy and as he himself had admitted at one point that he needed it.
"How did you do that? He's not bad with people, if you pretended to be normal which I highly doubt you to be capable of, then he would notice." Face who himself hated therapy because he didn't want to discuss his past and it ended up being the subject of most of his sessions when they didn't talk about his status in the team or his marriage the latter being something else he didn't want do talk about.
"You don't get it," Hobbie said smirking as he sat on the couch. "I didn't act normal, I acted even worse than I usually do. I was unbearable, didn't cooperate and tried to intrude in his personal life so much that in the end he would have done anything to get rid of me."
"That sounds like most of my sessions," Face sighed. "Why do you get preferential treatment?"
"Because between my first session and yours, there was a time span of fifteen years and our friend gained experience in those years." Hobbie never talked about his sessions -- nobody ever did as most people weren't totally comfortable about what they discussed with the therapist, a man they could assign a face to, but not an age, a name, a personality or lifestyle. He was the epitome of anonymity; a man you saw at least twice a week for years but still couldn't say anything about. He was careful not to give anything about himself. There were no personal objects in the office, nothing that could have given any indication about who this man was.
"When I first came to Cerebus in my early twenties," Hobbie went on, "I was assigned a therapist right away while the others didn't have to attend regular sessions just yet because of their spotless records while mine was kind of blemished. He was inexperienced and I was young and daring. Back then, he didn't know how important anonymity was. I was reluctant to work with him and he tried to negociate, told me about himself if I was willing to do the same in return. Needless to say, he regretted it soon enough and since then his goal became to assign me to someone else. Even after all these years, he dreads me."
"I never thought you'd be someone another reasonable man would try to avoid," Face admitted. The revelation surprised him to tell the truth. He considered himself quite capable at reading people but Hobbie always surprised him, be it with his past and present relationships or his work experience. Compared to many others, Hobbie couldn't be considered insane but he was far from the textbook definition of completely sane.
Of course, that was only Face's opinion and what really mattered was how the therapist himself felt about it. If he said insanity was a sign of stability, Face wouldn't argue with it.
Day/Theme: July 1st / ____ is the sign of a stable mind
Series: Original / Misfits
Character/Pairing: Hobbie, Face.
Rating: PG.
"I hereby declare the patient D.M. Hobszilauszski of such a stable mind that he is no longer required to attend therapy sessions either alone of in groups as that would be a waste of time."
Face couln't stop laughing after Hobbie handed them the letter he had been handed by Dennis at the end of sit rep today. Obviously, Dennis hadn't known that the content would be a hand-written note by the group's therapist declaring the probably most outrageous announcement ever. Hobbie with his neuroses, constant injuries, emotional baggage, and his complicated personal relationships was amongst those who didn't mind attending therapy and as he himself had admitted at one point that he needed it.
"How did you do that? He's not bad with people, if you pretended to be normal which I highly doubt you to be capable of, then he would notice." Face who himself hated therapy because he didn't want to discuss his past and it ended up being the subject of most of his sessions when they didn't talk about his status in the team or his marriage the latter being something else he didn't want do talk about.
"You don't get it," Hobbie said smirking as he sat on the couch. "I didn't act normal, I acted even worse than I usually do. I was unbearable, didn't cooperate and tried to intrude in his personal life so much that in the end he would have done anything to get rid of me."
"That sounds like most of my sessions," Face sighed. "Why do you get preferential treatment?"
"Because between my first session and yours, there was a time span of fifteen years and our friend gained experience in those years." Hobbie never talked about his sessions -- nobody ever did as most people weren't totally comfortable about what they discussed with the therapist, a man they could assign a face to, but not an age, a name, a personality or lifestyle. He was the epitome of anonymity; a man you saw at least twice a week for years but still couldn't say anything about. He was careful not to give anything about himself. There were no personal objects in the office, nothing that could have given any indication about who this man was.
"When I first came to Cerebus in my early twenties," Hobbie went on, "I was assigned a therapist right away while the others didn't have to attend regular sessions just yet because of their spotless records while mine was kind of blemished. He was inexperienced and I was young and daring. Back then, he didn't know how important anonymity was. I was reluctant to work with him and he tried to negociate, told me about himself if I was willing to do the same in return. Needless to say, he regretted it soon enough and since then his goal became to assign me to someone else. Even after all these years, he dreads me."
"I never thought you'd be someone another reasonable man would try to avoid," Face admitted. The revelation surprised him to tell the truth. He considered himself quite capable at reading people but Hobbie always surprised him, be it with his past and present relationships or his work experience. Compared to many others, Hobbie couldn't be considered insane but he was far from the textbook definition of completely sane.
Of course, that was only Face's opinion and what really mattered was how the therapist himself felt about it. If he said insanity was a sign of stability, Face wouldn't argue with it.