From Bruce Fink’s A Clinical Introduction to Freud: Techniques for Everyday Practice:
We can’t go home again, we cannot have our primary caretaker and love object the way we believed we once had her or him (that is, with the sense of there having been no distinction between us, no boundary where one of us left off and the other began)—once we have come into being as individuals or subjects in our own right, such a sense of fullness, completeness, and blissful merger with another is no longer possible (except, perhaps, with the help of certain psychedelic drugs); henceforward we are doomed to always feel separate, incomplete, or lacking in some regard. Psychoanalysis can attenuate the intensity of this feeling, but can never eradicate it altogether (in the best of cases, it gives us the sense that such incompleteness is no longer of any interest or concern, other things we are doing being so much more compelling).
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All of us continue to feel all of our lives that something is missing, that there is always still something that we have not obtained, attained, or achieved, and this keeps us shifting from one field of study or endeavor to another, from one set of friends to another, from one favorite author or director to another, from one lover to another, from one gadget to another, and so on.
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This is an admirably clear formulation of what I take Lacan to mean by traversing the fantasy, finding an accommodation between drive and desire which enables the (neurotic) subject to enjoy their enjoyment: “in the best of cases, it gives us the sense that such incompleteness is no longer of any interest or concern, other things we are doing being so much more compelling”.
