Between love and neurosis.

From a recent work with a client who is in a dependent relationship. She described for a long time all the nasty things that happen in her family, and in the end she justified what was happening: “well, I love him and what can I do ...”. Since the concept of “love” is quite complex and ambiguous, many labels are hung on it, I suggested that she try to refuse it. And then a sacramental phrase sounded: then, if I endure all this, then what is the matter with me? And why am I doing this? I do it myself...