Chapter 2: (v.2) Conflict with the Mother

Status: Finished  |  Genre: Literary Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic

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Wednesday came and someone knocked on the door.

"Come on in Christos,” the Teacher said.

Christos entered the Teacher's room, emitting the same lack of confidence as he did on their first appointment. His look appeared to be as impassive as it was then.

"How did you spend your time these days Christos?”

"Quietly,” he replied.

"The word ‘Quietly’ foretells danger,” the Teacher thought.

"Quietly?” asked the Teacher laughing. “But it’s summer! I’m sure there are many nice things to do in the summer! Go out for a drink, swim at the beach and flirt; there are so many beautiful girls walking around the streets these days!”

Upon hearing the word 'flirt' and 'girls,' Christos became upset.

"Christos, are you okay?” the Teacher queried.

"I cannot do all these things,” Christos said.

"And why not?” the Teacher asked. “You are a grown up Christos, you have the right to fall in love!”

Then the Teacher continued “Christos, have you ever had a girlfriend?”

"No,” Christos replied.

"Just as I thought,” the Teacher thought. “He is inexperienced!”

"Christos,” said the Teacher. “Can I ask you a personal question?”

"Yes.”

"Have you ever had sex?”

"Yes.”

"That’s strange,” the Teacher considered. “He doesn’t look like it.”

"I went to a brothel for my first time,” Christos added.

"Did you enjoy it at least?” the Teacher asked.

"It was good,” said Christos and then he appeared troubled.

"What are you thinking?”

"Last week I wanted to go to Thessaloniki to do that again.”

"My mother,” Christos said, and his eyes momentarily flashed with rage, “didn’t allow me to go!”

"Did she know that you would go for that reason?”

"I don’t think so.”

"This young man has a problem in the love part of his life for sure,” the Teacher thought. “Let’s talk to him about human relationships.”

"What happened with your mother,” the Teacher said, “was a power conflict.”

"Is this bad?”

"Yes it is, because when family conflicts are not resolved, problems are created,” the Teacher explained. “You lost the previous conflict with your mother and you will plan your retaliation for the next time. And if you win the next clash, your mother will start planning on how to defeat you in a future conflict, and this will never end."

Christos didn’t speak, but listened carefully.

"Only when a solution that is acceptable by both sides is found, can a conflict be successfully resolved, Christos.”

"And how’s that going to happen?” asked Christos puzzled.

"By claiming your rights!” said the Teacher and looked Christos in the eyes to see what his response would be.

Christos appeared to want to say something, but words would not come out of his mouth.

"Christos,” asked the Teacher, “if your father and your mother came here with us, would you have something to say to them?”

"Yes!” Christos shouted with a trembling voice. “I would tell them that they don’t trust me!” Then he shouted even louder with a voice tainted with pain and rage. “Nobody in this family trusts me!”

Christos continued shouting with a voice that sounded like a wolf's howl, “Have you any idea what it is to be asked of simple questions, you giving a response to those questions and then being looked down with disbelief? Have you any idea how much this thing makes you feel a humiliating ridicule? And obviously you know the consequences to your soul from this full of humiliation distrust that they pass to you! How can you yourself have self-trust and feel that the others trust you when even your own parents deny you that?”

At that time, he started sobbing and burst into tears.

The Teacher didn’t expect such an intense reaction. He stood up, reached out with his hand and caressed gently Christos’ head, looking at him with acceptance and love. Christos stopped crying and felt relaxed. Then the Teacher said:

"Christos, it is important that you understood these things. But I think you should relax. Do you want to hear a relaxation music?”

"Yes, why not?”

The relaxation music helped Christos relax a bit, and after a while, his father arrived with the car to take him home.

After the appointment, the Teacher meditated to release the negative energy, which filled the room from the sadness and pain of Christos.

Shortly after the meditation finished, the phone rang.

"What happened?” Iulia's voice sounded on the other end of the line.

"He has repressed emotions,” the Teacher said. “He is angry with both of you.”

Iulia signed with anguish. “Is he angry right now?”

"That seems to be the case!”

"What should we do?”

"Do not go against him, that’s the most important thing,” he said. “For the time we wait.”


Submitted: February 23, 2024

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