The necessary discomfort

The mental health market is saturated with promises of inner peace and social harmony. They sell techniques to "manage" anxiety, "overcome" depression, "adapt" to the demands of modern life. It's the contemporary fantasy of an existence without conflicts, where every disturbance can be neutralized with the right manual. A sweet lie that keeps the social machinery running.

Psychoanalysis proposes something radically different: it doesn't come to pacify us or turn us into model citizens, but to confront us with the very core of our distress. It doesn't seek to silence symptoms or domesticate our drives, but to understand what truth these signs of our internal struggle are shouting. It's a journey to the roots of conflict, not to resolve it, but to inhabit it more authentically.

The analytic proposal is uncomfortable precisely because it renounces easy solutions. It doesn't offer peace, but understanding; it doesn't promise adaptation, but truth. It goes beyond "feeling better" to question why we need to feel better in the first place. It's an invitation to confront that inner battle that no mindfulness technique will ever resolve.