arfie
Status: knowledge is all past tense. i can't **know** a thing until it has already happened. stay in the present tense. stay ignorant.
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The yaddahs of the in-law blahs are far from settled, but hubs and I have decided it is time to insert a bracket on the racket. It is more than any of us, both as a family and individually will be...
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When I retired from commercial construction in 1995 to take charge of out-of-control adolescants, my very first task was to see my youngest son (11 at that time) through his first brush with the...
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"Imposter Syndrome" is another of the pop psychology terms of my early therapy which seems to have all but disappeared. In the alphabet soup my damaged memory has made of my pro guided therapy, it is...
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During the "Sweet Grass Episode" I finally started connecting the dots on therapy discussions of a rather large body of my amnesia therapy. I began to sense the mechanisms by which I fight pleasant...
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I grew up moving continuously from one house to the next. I have been well-paid for evacuation and make ready on commercial properties. I have moved radical priests with pack rat natures across...
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The Nap Fairy didn't make it into the Surname Estate yesterday, but the relief from the incoming chaos did continue, thank the Cosmos. Hubs and I benefitted from a restful day yesterday, despite the...
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My prayer for the current body of social interactions is that we will have an actual family at the end of it. So I pray, but God's Will be done. Both of my middle aged sons have spoken to me of...
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I have been dissociating since the DoDs came by about an hour ago. I stayed within the safety of my own business while they were here. They left shortly after J's brother and his wife arrived. I...
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I am sincerely grateful for GD's (Grand Daughter's) presence this morning. Babies are my most trusted emotional baramoters. No pretense, what-so-ever. Their sense-response ratio is faster than any...
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How many years ago did Missus Surname's nurses became Mister Surname's daughters? Here, I am calling them, DOD. Daughters of Delusion. This morning it feels significant that I cannot remember how...
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I was stung by a bee this morning. By my senses -j has all the knowledge- housekeeping was the main problem agitating the bees in the observation hive to their strange behavior. There was a...
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J was much calmer after he came back from the real estate closing. Unfortunately, it was the flavor of calm calculation his father assumes while preparing to take out a jugular vein, but. . . Small...
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Despite intensive therapy on the subject, I believe there is still some transferrence going on my part of the current crisis. I accept the sucking black hole I created in 1977 with the therapy...
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Yet another round of Tit for Tat over Mister Surname. No surprise. Mister and Missus Surname are, without a doubt, the inspiration of the vast majority of the Tit for Tat skirmishes J and I have...
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Where, exactly, have Mister Surname's well-rehearsed humble farm boy stories been taking me during the 36 years that I have been listening to them with far more respect than interest? I have been...
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