As with the botched toe-stubbing experiment, I convince myself that dad’s hypnosis session failed because my mind is flawed. If I can just get control of my thoughts, everything will turn out the way I want it to. This kind of thinking haunts me throughout my teen and young adult years. I prefer the illusory narcotic of control over self…
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