[AT THE THERAPIST's continued LYN speaking]

        "Peter, I am sick of this suppressive, you-do-as-I-say macho
	number you've been putting me through."

	Now I'm me. No I'm Peter. "And I'm sick of this 
	suppressive feminist trip you've been dumping on me."

	Doctor, who said that? Is this Peter's chair?

	"I'd like a glimpse of the nurturant female you and your
	butch/rad/fem friends harp on so much. I want a woman,
	not a feminist!"

	"Ah ha! All it is with you is sex, sex, sex!"

	"And all it is with you is sex, sex,
	sexual politics! I have had it!"

	I don't know exactly what happened, Doctor,
	but I feel like I've just walked out on myself.

[next therapy session]