I can focus on Madeline's shabby time management. After all, she's barely paying her bills and is still living at home. I can find a million psychological reasons for what Madeline did. There's only one problem. None of them describe a hero.
Interpretation is a gift, and a curse, of the healing profession.
I find myself wondering how often it is used not to help the client but to help the therapist feel better. I am amazed at what she has done and look back at her in awe. Even my intellect cannot ignore a true warrior. Deep inside me still lives that five year old girl who remembers so clearly the pain of a hurt animal. She still hears those warrior drums beating.