The woman is bleeding. The doctors don’t know how to help her. Removing the uterus is the only thing they can offer. She refuses — she’s only thirty — and goes to a psychoanalyst. Can psychoanalysis help against bleeding? «You’ll have to give up all the pills,» the taciturn doctor warns her. Even from aspirin? Exactly. And she decides.
The woman is bleeding. The doctors don’t know how to help her. Removing the uterus is the only thing they can offer. She refuses — she’s only thirty — and goes to a psychoanalyst. Can psychoanalysis help against bleeding? «You’ll have to give up all the pills,» the taciturn doctor warns her. Even from aspirin? Exactly. And she decides. Three times a week she comes to his office. Describes what is not customary to talk about, recalls what is usually forgotten. She is one and a half years old, she «does it a little», her father at this time is trying to film her. Children’s rage, incomprehensible to adults, games with boys forbidden by adults, the present, in which she herself is an adult woman with three children — all this is woven into a whimsical story, where the heroine is looking for deliverance from the suffering that both her body and her soul are subject to. There is a lot of autobiography in this story: the philosopher and writer, French feminist Marie Cardinal underwent a full course of psychoanalysis. But this is not a diary, but a work of art, in which confession and vivid imagery are combined.
Kogito-Center, 307 p.