How Family Therapy Stole My Interiority and Was Then Rescued by Open Dialogue

This paper serves as a naive autoethnography, based on the effect of open dialogue training on my practice as a systemic family therapist. It follows a beginner's attempt at a newly recognised form of writing, one that reflects the messy, emergent links between people, voices, experiences, sensations, memories, theories, objects, friends, and other entities, one that is also, however, actually in my head and body and real, territorialised in place, cities, streets, and rooms. It is an autoethnography in that it serves as a narrated introspection, built on a barometric research machine that will be described.