
I've been having a recurring scene that occurs within a variety of contexts of dreams in which I'm trying to dice a mango, but I mangle it. Perls would say that I am the mango, and that I feel I'm being torn apart and left a crushed and devastated vestige of my former self. Also, he would say I am the knife and that ultimately, I am doing this to myself. Isn't it great, the things you learn in college?
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