My Therapist's a Lady

It’s all so simple now, yet it took 30 years to begin to understand. It’s as though someone stole the primer I had and gave me another in my own language. It’s because you are who you are that I’ve begun to become who I am. That sounds too dramatic. All you did, really, was scream when you opened the bathroom door, saw me wrapped in a towel, standing at attention on a mat, waiting in my thirtieth year for the steam to clear from the cabinet mirror, waiting for someone to shout, “At ease!” Donal Mahoney