Trafika Europe 12 - French Bon-Bons

Camille Laurens

And you can go ahead and do what the others did, deducing that I had God knows what sort of fusional relationship with my mother, an inability to break away, a castration complex and everything else. But then don’t go saying in the same breath that I had the means— that I have the means— to move on to something else: my work, my friends, my children. I was the child. Okay? I am the child. There’s no specific age for being a kid. You must have that written somewhere in the file, that I’m the child? What is a child? How can I put this...It ’s someone who needs looking after. It ’s someone who wants to be cradled. Even if it ’s an illusion, yes, why not? It ’s still just as soothing. Ha, now you’re pleased with yourself! Nice line: even if it ’s an illusion ? In a smooth voice. Are you a doctor or just a psychologist? Mind you, what ’s the difference? What I don’t like about your discipline, your so-called science, is that it doesn’t change anything. However much we understand what ’s going on, what ’s gone on, we’re still not saved. When we understand what ’s causing our pain, it still hurts. No benefit. We can’t be cured of our failures. You can’t darn ripped sheets. Are you on Facebook, Marc? You’re not answering. You’re not proud of it. You don’t stalk people, do you. You get enough from your job.

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