You Know The Day Destroys The Night/Night Divides The Day
Entry 1 5:09 p.m. October 30, 2021 Dealing with racism, it's a daily thing. My therapist often wants to discuss race with me, ancillary to therapy. I may make a statement in passing, and she wants to challenge it on empirical, not therapeutic grounds. I don't ever bring race up as a topic for discussion. She doesn't get it, and frankly, I don't want to work in the salt mines relying on her clouded miner's light to shine on something that she doesn't understand. I won't engage in such discussions with my therapist, who I adore, but who thinks she can debate me despite my actual expertise in the area, Having been taught by and then working as a teaching fellow in in critical race theory for the founder of the discipline, I have some small knowledge of the field. Today, my therapist tried to engage in and then shut down such a discussion, when I kept knocking down her obtuse and ill-informed (and frankly, cliché and uninteresting) opinion that it ...