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INTRODUCTION

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EPILOGUE

PERSONALITY

MOTIVATION

RESILIENCE

SOCIETY AND ETHICS

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Personality

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Resilience

Society and Ethics

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The second challenge to sanity takes place during clinical supervision. Delving into someone else’s subconscious can be quite perilous if you cannot separate the patient’s pathology from your own. At least that was the rationale given for the relentless examination of my reactions to clinical material. “I noticed that you arrived late today,” my supervisor would say, “Does this have anything to do with your difficulty in accepting authority?” As a rule, most clinical supervisors find it easier to interpret your comments rather than respond to them.

Then there is the daily exposure to severe maladjustment. The spectrum of psychopathology is as dynamic as it is challenging. For some, Human nature provides the creative impetus for music, art, and poetry. It is quite simply a job for the clinical psychologist. A similar process is experienced by policemen who adopt a dismal perception of the world that is based upon crime and punishment, or firemen who notice subtle safety infringements while out with the family for dinner. Fleeing from threat, danger, or bizarreness may be considered a natural reaction among normal people. But the clinical psychologist tries to engage, to confront, and to contain. In time one develops a defensive barrier, in the form of professionalism, which helps maintain the vital boundaries needed for self-preservation.

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I suggested that the entire issue was an affair between Men: between David and David. Why not let my sister and young brother go. I will take whatever is coming to me, I suggested. Dave was impressed. He wasn’t about to be manipulated out of punishing me, but the manly challenge could not be denied. He agreed to let my sister, Sara, go home.

Now here is a point for which I have a different memory of the event than my brother, Mike. He maintains that he remained with me, and that my sister went home, alone. I recall that only I remained with Dave and the gang. Perhaps my focus was on my efforts to deal with them. It is funny about the memory of events like these. It seems so easy to remember certain details, like the colour of the faded white Chevy, the metallic clang of chains, or Dave’s crooked teeth. Other facets of this event, even some important ones, remain hazy. Mike is probably right about this but I will continue to relate the subsequent events in the way that my mind tells me to. My apologies to Mike, who has complained of being deleted from various memories in the past. We tease him about this.

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