what does sharing what is devastating do
i said i felt great all week, every time i say it i feel guilty. in class, ap said “things didn’t end well for the jews, but of course they never do” and “i’m making light of genocide of course because what else can you do”
someone asked a really amazing blogger what they thought about reblogging photos of palestinians killed and injured in gaza, and they responded “these are war crimes and they must be exposed”
we talked on the first day of class at length about transference, and said “naming a transference doesn’t resolve that transference” and “what would it mean to let someone speak?”
we talked about the language of psychoanalyisis, how “counter-transference” hinges on “you made me do this thing!”and analysts now instead are using “enactment” which means “here we are doing this thing together” and “re-enactment” which maybe means “we’re going to keep coming together to do this thing”
i don’t know that i trust justice and i don’t know where my seat is.
how am i my country at war sleeping mostly safely at night?
i feel like it’s important to carry dead joy, to let the dead bury their dead, to remember the dead are alive and escaping, but i don’t know how to act exactly.