Anatomy of a Mental Illness, Prelude to Episode #1

L’Anatomie d’une Maladie Mentale, Prélude à Episode #1

I hated eating. There I was at the dinner table, just skinny me, 6, and Mommy, coaxing bites into me. No pesky brothers. I was fascinated with a face I was making on that glass plate with the cream cheese. My mother was losing patience and I was provoking her. She lost it, got up in a huff and I felt naughty but triumphant. I went in to my daddy waiting in the kitchen to give me Jeculin, some tonic Google doesn’t recognize any more. What happened a year or so later follows Erik Erikson pretty closely, in the third of his Eight Life Stages.


J’ai détesté manger. Me voilà à table après le diner, moi seule, 6ans, avec Maman, m’incitant à manger de petites bouchées. Mes frères étaient partis. J’étais intriguée par un visage que je créais sur cette assiette de verre avec le fromage à tartiner. Ma mère perdait patience, et moi, je la provoquais. Elle s’est énervée, s’est levée and je me suis sentie vilaine mais gagnante. Je suis allée dans la cuisine où Papa m’attendait avec du Jeculin. Ce qui est arrivé un an plus tard est expliqué assez bien par la troisième des “Huit Etapes du Développement” d’Erik Erikson.

6 thoughts on “Anatomy of a Mental Illness, Prelude to Episode #1

  1. Tiny children are so dependent. Your story makes me want to go back in time and hug little Julie.

    We all need more hugs and acceptance in 2021; parties full of hugging and dancing!

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