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drumstick diva said:
SMH ha!! Add to that major depression,anxiety disorders, severe social phobia,can't remember what else.
Didn't get better over night - took years. But the first victory propels to the next. I even got over my fear of elevators. That was funny. I was in the waiting room first floor when a man asked me if there was a stairway to whatever floor. I told him I didn't know where it was but, I would be happy to take him up in the elevator.We talked a bit and I told him how crushing my fear of elevators had been- especially if there was a man alone in them.
I hope he felt reassured that he would get over it also.

BTW NO I wasn't ever attacked in an elevator. Just familiar with some of the worst deeds of men since I was a very young child. Plus it's a lot easier to be cool and calm over the internet. :thumbsup
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Thank you sharron - but, so many people in worse situations need the hugs. I am not any miracle, some can be helped, some cannot not. It depends on trust of strangers (doctors, therapists, etc) and good people worth trusting.

Once had a $ 3.per session, therapist?) in training. All she did was yawn, rest her eyes, tape everything I said, and most of all pull up her dangerously sagging tube top . I thought that was disrepectful to her patients BUT, she seemed to have lots of male patients so- just wished she had worn a sweater over IT when dealing with others.

At first my young son and my father accompanied me. It was for "family counseling."
My father continously contradicted himself so she said he didn't need to come back.

When we were trying to deal with some problems with my son - I didn't see eye to eye with her at all. My son was very hard to wake up on school days. He would get out late for the bus and yet according to him never missed it. One day I went out to mail a letter, saw son miss bus and then hurry to a neighbors house and get a ride. I glared at my son and asked the neighbor please not to give him a ride anymore.

He was the favorite go to person for other boys in the area. Poor guy had 5 daughters. But my son was only learning that fooling/lying to mama was easy.

BTW the $ 3 therapist's solution to waking up my son was to dump ice on top of him.Aside from possibly flooding floor and bedding, I thought that was too "shocking," of a wake up call and terminated all dealings with her.

Somehow my son and I survived without her. After college (he lived at dorm) funny but, when he accepted a dream job several states away from mama. Things worked out. As long as he finished his daily work in acceptable fashion - employer did not care how many hours were put in or how late work started. Very wise, young people usually hate getting up early and in some, brains did best later in the day.

I hate getting up early myself but, was too afraid of consequences to do otherwise.
After retirement - who cares?
 
drumstick diva said:
Thank you sharron - but, so many people in worse situations need the hugs. I am not any miracle, some can be helped, some cannot not. It depends on trust of strangers (doctors, therapists, etc) and good people worth trusting.

Once had a $ 3.per session, therapist?) in training. All she did was yawn, rest her eyes, tape everything I said, and most of all pull up her dangerously sagging tube top . I thought that was disrepectful to her patients BUT, she seemed to have lots of male patients so- just wished she had worn a sweater over IT when dealing with others.

At first my young son and my father accompanied me. It was for "family counseling."
My father continously contradicted himself so she said he didn't need to come back.

When we were trying to deal with some problems with my son - I didn't see eye to eye with her at all. My son was very hard to wake up on school days. He would get out late for the bus and yet according to him never missed it. One day I went out to mail a letter, saw son miss bus and then hurry to a neighbors house and get a ride. I glared at my son and asked the neighbor please not to give him a ride anymore.

He was the favorite go to person for other boys in the area. Poor guy had 5 daughters. But my son was only learning that fooling/lying to mama was easy.

BTW the $ 3 therapist's solution to waking up my son was to dump ice on top of him.Aside from possibly flooding floor and bedding, I thought that was too "shocking," of a wake up call and terminated all dealings with her.

Somehow my son and I survived without her. After college (he lived at dorm) funny but, when he accepted a dream job several states away from mama. Things worked out. As long as he finished his daily work in acceptable fashion - employer did not care how many hours were put in or how late work started. Very wise, young people usually hate getting up early and in some, brains did best later in the day.

I hate getting up early myself but, was too afraid of consequences to do otherwise.
After retirement - who cares?
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dd, everyone needs a hug once in awhile and i gave you a hug for what you've been thru yet managed to come out a decent person, that deserves two hugs:hugs
 

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