Therapy conversation
Logan sat nervously in the waiting room of Dr. Carter's doctor's office. He had been thinking a lot lately, and he was relieved that he could talk to the therapist today. A door opened and Dr. Carter looked at him kindly. "So Logan, come with me."
Logan followed him into the treatment room and sat down. Dr. Carter also took a seat and put his notebook in front of him. Then he looked at Logan. "So, how are you today?"
Logan sighed. "Well so-and-so. Camille had a collapse yesterday and had to go to the hospital."
"Good gracious. Does she feel better now?"
"Yes, she's back home."
A little pause occurred before Carter asked, "And, is there anything you would like to speak to me?"
"Yes."
"What is it?"
"It's such a family affair."
"Do you have problems with your parents?"
"No, I'm fine. It's about Camille."
"In what way?"
"Well, we've told our families about the baby. For me it went quite well, but with Camille... not so much."
"Because of her father?"
Logan nodded. "Yes, he... well, you know what he thinks of me, right?"
Dr. Carter pursed his lips and nodded slowly. Logan continued, "That's why you can imagine how he reacted. He... He threatened Camille when she got the baby, he wouldn't want anything to do with her."
Dr. Carter looked rather horrified, "My goodness. How can one say such a thing to his own daughter? How did Camille react to it?"
"She was totally sad. And her brother was very angry."
"Mmmh... and that worries you?"
"Not directly. The real issue is that I'm afraid that Camille will one day be mad at me."
"Sorry, I don't quite understand that."
Logan sighed and began to explain, "She always decides for me, and I am of course glad about it, but she also gets a bad relationship with her family. What if she blames me because of that?"
"So I don't think this will happen. Camille loves you. You really don't need to worry."
Logan nodded, still nervous. Dr. Carter remarked that, "You have another problem?"
"Um, yes..."
"Tell me. This is the only way I can help you."
"The purpose of this therapy is that I can process the last incidents
in my life."
"Exactly."
"So far, that has helped me, but since I know that Camille is pregnant, I'm thinking..."
Dr. Carter leaned forward suspiciously. "What about?"
"I... What if my child one day finds out this story? What should I say then? Or worse, what if this happens to me again? Maybe even with my own child?! That would be a disaster. Because nobody can assure that it will not happen again because..."
"Stop! Logan, stop talking like that. That will not take you further."
Logan was silent, but now tears came to him. Carter sighed. He sat down next to Logan and put a hand on his shoulder. "Chill out. Everything is fine. Listen, I've known you a while, and I'm sure you'll be a good father. "
"But..."
"Just because you're so afraid shows that it will be so. You care about the welfare of your child. That's makes you a good father."
Carter talked for a while longer, and finally Logan calmed down. After a short pause, the therapist asked, "Have you talked to your girlfriend or anyone else about that? Friends, family?"
"No, no one. I have the feeling that I would annoy my friends with it. They want to finish with the whole thing, but they can't do it if I talk about it all the time. It's the same with Camille."
"I understand your concerns, but I find that this is superfluous. Your friends will certainly not be annoyed. Probably more worried."
"That's even worse," Logan said quietly.
After the meeting, Logan went backt to the Palm Woods. In thought, he went through the conversation again. Unfortunately, he still felt bad. And Camille would certainly notice that...
