The air in the waiting room was thick with the smell of antiseptic and anxiety. Sarah, a young woman with eyes the colour of storm clouds, clutched a worn copy of ‘The Catcher in the Rye’ and tried to ignore the nervous chatter around her. She was here for Tangential Proximity Psychotherapy, a new, experimental treatment she’d stumbled upon. It promised to help her overcome her crippling social anxiety, but the details were vague, shrouded in a veil of mystique.
Dr. Evans, a man with a kind face and a soft voice, ushered Sarah into his office. It was sparsely furnished, with a comfortable couch and a single, large painting of a swirling nebula. The air felt lighter, more inviting.
‘The idea behind Tangential Proximity Psychotherapy,’ Dr. Evans explained, ‘is that we approach your anxiety not directly, but from the periphery. Think of it as a dance, where we move around your anxieties, building trust and understanding, rather than confronting them head-on.’
Sarah, intrigued, nodded, trying to make sense of this unconventional approach. Dr. Evans then began to talk about constellations, their distant beauty and the stories woven into their patterns. He spoke of the universe’s vastness, of the infinite possibilities that existed beyond the confines of her anxiety. As he spoke, Sarah felt a strange sense of calm wash over her, a lightness she hadn’t felt in years.
The sessions that followed were a mix of the mundane and the surreal. Dr. Evans would talk about anything but her anxiety – the history of tea, the evolution of the bicycle, the intricacies of origami. He would even ask her to share her own experiences, not directly related to her condition, but about things that brought her joy, things she loved, things that sparked her curiosity.
With each session, the boundaries of Sarah’s anxiety seemed to shift, to expand and soften. It was like a fog lifting, revealing a landscape she’d forgotten existed. She started to engage in small conversations, to volunteer at the local library, to even consider attending a poetry reading. The fear was still there, sometimes, but not as often. In fact, she noticed that she didn’t notice it as much any more. It was as if it was gently diminishing, no longer holding the same power over her.
One day, during a session, Dr. Evans spoke about the concept of ‘tangential proximity’ in art, where artists use subtle cues, indirect references, to evoke a powerful emotional response in the viewer. He then turned to Sarah, his eyes filled with a knowing warmth.
‘You see, Sarah,’ he said gently, ‘your anxiety is like that subtle cue, that hidden reference. It’s there, sometimes, but it doesn’t define you. It’s your journey, your story, and by embracing the world around you, by exploring its beauty and its wonder, you can slowly, tangentially, move towards a life free from its grip.’
Sarah understood. She realised that the therapy wasn’t about instantly erasing her anxiety, but about finding the strength to live alongside it, to embrace the world in all its messy, beautiful complexity. Her journey was still ongoing, but with each passing day, she felt a little lighter, a little braver, a little more like herself. The storm clouds in her eyes were beginning to part, revealing the sun that had always been there, shining brightly within.


