In creative circles, psychiatrists are not mere people: They are demigods, whose noble task is to deliver us from the tyranny of neuroses bred during our tender childhood years with family. But within the circle of their own families, shrinks are … well, just family – with all the messy and unresolved emotions that implies. To prove the point, one can simply look at the relationship between the ‘Father of Psychoanalysis’, Sigmund Freud, and his daughter, Anna, a brilliant psychoanalyst in her own right. This paradox inspired the following feature story. (But then again, I do know a female psychiatrist and her daughter … )
