But when I see a fat lady, I move down a couple of rungs on the ladder of human Her New York therapist had referred her to Dr. Yalom. She’d. Section 2 > Exercise 4 > Obesity: body image and culture. The following passage opens Irving Yalom’s story, β€œFat Lady.” In this story, Yalom, a psychiatrist, tells. Fat Lady. Yalom, Irvin. Primary Category: Literature / Nonfiction and “disgusted” by fat women, that his “contempt surpasses all cultural norms.

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Why had I not asked her more about yqlom eating habits? I have always admired, perhaps more than many men, the woman’s body. But when I see a fat lady eat, I move down a couple of rungs on the ladder of human understanding. By the end of our first hour, I felt irritated and bored.

No, she lacked the stamina for hiking. I needed someone to hate, too. Remember, I’m in the same group with Carlos and we often chat after the group about you.

The imagery and depth of the dream brought home to me how far she ualom come. It would be difficult to make her aware of these characteristics without hurting her. She got the point quickly.

Fat Betty | Jung At Heart

For the psychotherapist that realm, that inexhaustible curriculum of self- improvement from which one never graduates, is referred to in the trade as countertransference. The time had come to unearth everything.

Betty had heard that her father had really wanted a son and been silently disappointed when she was born. Throughout this period of rapid weight loss, another extraordinary jalom was taking place.

Soon we spent entire sessions talking about her father. The first time I read it, I focused more on the psychiatrist-narrator than I did on the patient Betty, so in awe was I that he “overcame” his bias because of his engagement with Betty. I can see, I c? She talked of her two failed marriages. Plenty of other shrinks around. How is a fat person, who, no matter the reasons for being fat, certainly has a whole host of emotional issues about her size and her body — how is such a person to find the courage to talk about those feelings in the presence of someone who finds her as disgusting as she herself often does?


It was not difficult to lay out before her the ways she avoided life: Furthermore, a therapy group would provide Betty an opportunity to explore the interpersonal issues we had opened up in our therapy β€” the concealment, the need to entertain, the feeling she had nothing to offer.

In a conversation, the content consists of the actual words uttered, the substantive issues discussed; the process, however, is how the content is expressed and especially what this mode of expression reveals about the relationship between the participating individuals. This is raw and ugly stuff. You have no doubts? So how can I get down on you for feeling the same way?

Nevertheless, he decides to treat Betty, who successfully manages to shed huge amounts of weight and come to terms with many of the problems leading to ladj obesity. A man at the office walked her out to her car. Betty was preoccupied yaolm she was neither performing nor progressing through promotions as well as her eight classmates.

In another dream, her father gave her a horse called “She’s a Lady. At other times Betty expressed yxlom at my forcing her to think about morbid topics. Not even for a handshake! But as Betty’s ordeal continued, I began to feel guilty eating β€” as though I were acting in bad faith toward her.

Without doubt, we had made progress in therapy. Yet I had little difficulty accepting those patients, attempting to understand them, and finding ways to be supportive. Nor was it necessary to sweep from my mind derogatory thoughts about her appearance.


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Was there nowhere in the world an odor-free place? How dare they impose that body on the rest of us? Our final three hours ya,om devoted to work on Betty’s distress at our impending separation. Poor Betty, thank God, thank God, yaolm none of this as she innocently continued her course toward my chair, slowly lowered her body, arranged her folds and, with her feet not quite reaching the floor, looked up at me expectantly.


When that failed, she considered searching for a ywlom in California but ultimately decided to return to New York. But when I see a fat tat eat, I move down a couple of rungs on the ladder of human understanding. A Google search tells me that this piece is used in a variety of training programs and it seems usually there is praise that Yalom admitted his bias. Contact Me Please leave this field empty: In the streets, the black attacked me for my whiteness, and in school, the white attacked me for my Jewishness.

I hoped to show her that another person could know her fully and still care for her, Betty yaalom felt definitely engaged in therapy. I have never touched her. Betty made it clear immediately that she hoped therapy would help her get to the point where she could seriously consider weight reduction, but she was a long way from that at this time.