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Will Clark

Will Clark

Will "The Thrill" Clark Tribute

Can There Be Too Much Therapy?

The therapist turned to her computer workstation desk and entered notes into the file of each person who attended group therapy for the first time this afternoon. The records were all encrypted to ensure each individual's privacy. She shook her head, contemplating what the next five sessions would reveal about these clients. Would traditional therapy lead to helpful change in their lives?

This group of clients had a variety of phobias along with OCD (Obsessive Compulsive Disorder) and one woman had the habit of blurting out sentences without logical segue. It was hoped that everyone would contribute to their own improvement. In addition, they might contribute enlightening remarks about each other during the sessions. She started to plan how to address the behavior exhibited by each client in the group.

The last client to enter the office earlier had been wearing a black helmet. She had welcomed him and quite naturally, asked what kind of motorcycle he drove. Clark, the man under the helmet said, 'motorcycle?'

She managed to keep a straight face and offered tea or coffee to everyone. Next she gave them her name and explained briefly how the sessions were expected to proceed. She asked them to give their names one at a time. Edgar told them gruffly who he was. Allen and Ann were next. Lenore was the last one to speak. She immediately interjected the fact she loved oceans.

Edgar rudely retorted that he wasn't interested in her likes and dislikes. The therapist quickly jumped in and asked who would like to talk about their problems first. Edgar was happy to have his turn to talk. He told how his next door neighbor had allowed a page from a newspaper to blow onto his front lawn and it was extremely inconsiderate.

She asked him how long ago that had happened and he said it was two years ago. Allen pointed out that two years was a long time to hold a grudge. Edgar retorted that it was not Allen's lawn, but his that had been violated. Lenore pointed out gently that she didn't think it was done purposely. Edgar gave her a dirty look and stopped talking.

Both women in the group were holding small blankets on their laps. Now Ann hid her face in the blanket and started to cry. The therapist urged Edgar to speak in a quiet voice. She asked Ann to tell them why she was so upset. Lenore said it was Edgar's fault.Lenore didn't answer and the session continued. Ann said she always wanted to hide too if someone sounded mad. They continued to talk until the fifty minute hour ended. The therapist walked them to the door and said she would see them next week. Three out of five said goodbye pleasantly. Edgar wasn't one of them.