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Teresa Wymore 🏳️‍🌈 Storyteller
@teresawymore.bsky.social
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Author, Artist, Analysand, Academic. I'm interested in all things psychoanalytic. Postmodern as fuck. | YOLO & MOMO | she/her. https://linktr.ee/teresa.social
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I have a therapist friend who tells me she’d be rich if she had a quarter for every middle-aged woman who wishes her husband would just find another woman and leave. In other words, I’m not the only one trapped in some unclear and powerful way.
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Diary of a Psychoanalysis: Giving Her Away
37 — I’m not the only one trapped in some unclear and powerful way.
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November 15, 2025 at 7:39 PM
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That is, prowling the dark forest of my unconscious was the beast threatening me with attachment. Every dependency comes with an ending. How much easier to end things before they can become too intense, too intimate.
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Diary of a Psychoanalysis: Beginnings Require Endings
36 — Wrapping up important plots and hitting themes a final time.
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November 14, 2025 at 11:22 AM
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If my analyst were a woman instead of a man, I wouldn’t have felt that defiance with her. I think I would have shown up the next day to submit to whatever emotional torment she offered. Because I do that with every woman in my life.
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Diary of a Psychoanalysis: The End
35 — It always ends with a choice… that is often the beginning.
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November 13, 2025 at 7:34 AM
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I could write historical fiction about a psychoanalyst. No, I already did that. Ooo… but he’s a vampire! Wait, I already did that one, too. Okay… I’ll write about a psychoanalyst who’s also… a superhero.
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Diary of a Psychoanalysis: Freudian Noir
34—Best I can do is externalize the residue of the transference field and call it noir.
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November 12, 2025 at 10:39 PM
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When I told David about Tammy, it was just history. Things that happened. He said it made him feel sick, and I flinched. I didn’t feel anything, but maybe that meant he had to feel it.
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Diary of a Psychoanalysis: Nobody Suffered Like Tammy
33 — Why haven’t I written about my twin sister?
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November 11, 2025 at 7:39 PM
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To sink, to float, to turn. Water holds but lets you choose. It’s not the thrust of plot, but the spill of theme. The ache before the kiss, the surface before it breaks, the memory that lingers, the mess that follows, the stickiness you can’t stand.

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Diary of a Psychoanalysis: I Feel in the Third Person
32 — Water is a heartbeat that once belonged to someone else.
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November 10, 2025 at 11:22 AM
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David asked if I was seeing a maternal gaze. Does he wonder why tenderness is unbearable? Absence always is.

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Diary of a Psychoanalysis: Failure to Mean
31 — I forget everything that matters. Then I write it down.
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November 9, 2025 at 10:39 PM
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I feel crazy, this meditation on the absence of knowing. And that’s why I started writing this essay so early in my analytic week. I want to keep in mind the erotic feeling I had today.

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Diary of a Psychoanalysis: A Waterfall of Clues
30 — What can you do when your unconscious is leaking all over the place?
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November 8, 2025 at 7:39 PM
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I guess the point is I have no explanation for why I feel this void. I’ve had a few experiences with real people that were exquisitely erotic, desperate even. I crave those experiences, but they haven’t happened in a long time, at least not off the page.

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Diary of a Psychoanalysis: Sponge Worthy
29 — There’s so much pleasure in the wanting.
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November 7, 2025 at 11:22 AM
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All my previous therapists tried to get close, pushed me to talk in words they recognized as feeling. I feel plenty. They couldn’t see it, and I call that a them problem.
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Diary of a Psychoanalysis: A Day in the Life
28 —Today makes one year since I met David.
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November 6, 2025 at 7:34 AM
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For a moment, David wasn’t my analyst but a man who was vulnerable. For a moment, I wasn’t his analysand but a woman who stabilized him. So, when I found myself thinking about his erection, I connected all these things and realized the room is charged.

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Diary of a Psychoanalysis: Performing Gender
27 —For a moment, David wasn’t my analyst but a man and vulnerable.
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November 5, 2025 at 10:39 PM
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It's not too late to register for our next online event this Saturday 8 November.

It's the first of a major new series exploring key Kleinian and post-Kleinian concepts, this time with speakers David Bell and Francesca Hume.

Details here: bit.ly/47GRFci

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November 5, 2025 at 9:49 AM
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The fact that I’m old and that David’s gay gives me a sense of safety from pressure but not dismissal. Can he understand how a woman will agree to self-nullifying behavior because she needs to believe in her own agency?

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Diary of a Psychoanalysis: I Hate Men
26— I wanted this, I chose this, I’m not a victim, even if it carves numbness into my flesh.
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November 4, 2025 at 7:39 PM
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As I’m gaining clarity in my writing, analysis has been extra hard. David has made a few incisive interpretations. Yes, cutting. They cut right through to the heart of the matter.
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Diary of a Psychoanalysis: Staying in the Fire
25 —My writing is the only place where life makes sense.
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November 3, 2025 at 11:22 AM
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I’m looking for myself in these psychoanalytic theories — men’s theories, men’s lived experience, where they conjecture on what is not them. These theories don’t contain me. They don’t master me.
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Diary of a Psychoanalysis: Excess
24—This is about one woman’s psychoanalysis.
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November 2, 2025 at 10:39 PM
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My personal essay series started a year ago this week. It's been 54 essays about my experience of 4 sessions/week on the couch. "Though I frame the work in terms of transgression, its deeper tension is maternal: the ambivalence of care and withdrawal."

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November 2, 2025 at 8:16 PM
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The asymmetry matters. I give him my interior; he largely stays behind the screen. My taste for edges and for trespass is magnetized by the very architecture. Speech and writing give me another border. I live in both.

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Diary of a Psychoanalysis: I Almost Had Sex
53— This is a week of harder days.
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November 2, 2025 at 8:07 PM
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"But I’m always sexually active. I would say we all are. And yet, the one thing I didn’t think about in that whole long moment of staring, but that came to me later, is that the most intensely erotic relationship I have right now is with David."
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Diary of a Psychoanalysis: Sexually Active
23—I’m turned on, but don’t want sex? What does that even mean?
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November 1, 2025 at 6:39 PM
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"So anyway, this essay started with that dream about the pool and the kiss, and it brought us to David’s voice and sex sounds. Maybe because that’s also where the kiss went. To David."
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Diary of a Psychoanalysis: Voices & Sex
22 — Everyone talks about speaking but not about sounding.
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October 31, 2025 at 10:22 AM
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"David asked if I sensed him — his presence, maybe how he felt or experienced what was happening — through all this. I didn’t. I had no sense of him or his feelings at all. But I couldn’t feel myself, either."
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Diary of a Psychoanalysis: Emotional Opacity
21 — Even something terrible is better than nothing at all.
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October 30, 2025 at 6:34 AM
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"I share a lot in these essays. Some readers have told me I overshare. I call that a them problem, not a me problem."
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Diary of a Psychoanalysis: Trusting Your Therapist
20 —Am I made of steel or what?
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October 29, 2025 at 9:39 PM
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"But while he’s avoiding death, I’m avoiding bad ends. Death, to me, is a good end. Bad ends are all about people."
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Diary of a Psychoanalysis: Games of Distraction
19—I’m easy to seduce if the shiny thing is knowledge.
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October 28, 2025 at 6:39 PM
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"Seduction is a dangerous word. It threads through my fiction, essays, and research, but nowhere is it more potent than with David."
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Diary of a Psychoanalysis: Seduction
18 —What makes something seductive is neither its presence nor its absence but its disappearance.
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October 27, 2025 at 10:22 AM
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"I’m aware that the very fact I designed a research project to challenge the diagnosis of schizoid and stall an encroaching analytic relationship is pretty much enough to confirm the diagnosis."
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Diary of a Psychoanalysis: Burning Questions
17—Schizoids aren’t passive nonparticipants in this world; we just walk the edges.
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October 26, 2025 at 9:39 PM
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Lacan’s lamella — that absurd immortal scrap of desire — is nothing but the ghost of ownership that refuses to die. Stirner would laugh: even the drive wants to possess me. I tear it apart and eat it; my will digests what psychoanalysis dares to call eternal.
October 26, 2025 at 8:42 AM