My children (3 boys, 26, 23 & 17) and I were trying to figure out a weekend to go visit their grandparents. The older 2 have full time jobs, Monday through Friday. The task seemed as simple as picking a weekend to make the 2 hour drive, but it was complicated by my middle son. … Continue reading The Sociable Introvert
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Feelings – Go Away Please!
If you read my blog you know that my bosses son died 2 weeks ago. It was a tragic loss, yet my boss and her family handled it beautifully. She and her husband gave their son's Eulogy, and it was touching, poignant, funny and inspiring. And it triggered the shit out of me. (does this … Continue reading Feelings – Go Away Please!
Will You Help Me?
I've had a really hard day/week, so forgive me if this is scattered. Imagine this: You are drowning. It is obvious you are drowning. Everyone knows this. Someone offers to throw you a buoy. You accept. You say "go ahead - throw me the red buoy" They say "wait - what size buoy? why the … Continue reading Will You Help Me?
What’s Left of Me?
It's ironic that I have a Master's degree in Psychology but had no real idea what the buzzwords actually meant. Words like emotional abuse, projection, dissociation, and denial, all so relevant to the therapeutic process, were only concepts; ideas I could define but not really relate to. It's a good thing I decided not to … Continue reading What’s Left of Me?
Alone in a Room Full Of People
That's how I feel. It makes no difference how many people are there, I'm different. It doesn't matter how much I write about it, how freely I talk about it, how many people ask me how I am or say they're there for me. I'm alone in a room full of people. I can't talk … Continue reading Alone in a Room Full Of People
Alone or Lonely?
I have always enjoyed being alone. From as far back as I can remember I was just as content playing alone as I was playing with my friends. As a matter of fact, I cherished my time alone. I have many solitary activities that I enjoy, so being alone is never a problem for me. … Continue reading Alone or Lonely?
Groomed but Escaped 