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The show was talking about race horse names which had been blocked. I'm sure there are a lot so please feel free to add. Say this with an Irish accent - Oil beef Hooked. This one in a posh English accent - Fur Calf. Hoof Hearted.
NOT FERTILIZER. I am remembering the days without being surround by bovine or fishy horribleness, with intense longing. A “good smell” in retrospect? Is still a good smell. The absence of a bad one, and the first day dawning bright & clear, something to look forward to. #Ihatemyneighbors...
There are lots of things that need to be done. It sounds like you're going through a really tough time. I'm sorry to hear that you're feeling overwhelmed. It's important to acknowledge the effort it takes to do those tasks, even if it doesn't feel like much. When thinking about the tasks that need to be done, what feels like the most urgent or ...
Friday said: Catastophozog picks the nightmare option as if a) it’s the ONLY option, but it never is & b) assumes I’m stoooooopid & incapable, which is just insulting. The “and then what?” game lets me take what’s already going on (catastrophizing) and USE it to shift gears, find actual solutions, and break the loop.
Something that helps is to -in the beginning- still act as if. Set that hour aside & journal what you "want" to talk about with them, but they aren't there. Or fill that hour with therapy homework. Or go to a group instead of 1:1. Or , or, or. Something therapy-esque. This will fade in time, as your life takes over.
Younger parts were scared. I ended up dissociating and was in and out of it the following week. I felt hurt and confused. Fearful at start of today’s appointment. She told me that she had “challenged me” on purpose. I’ve been seeing this therapist for a very long time. I’m worried that she is tired of me and giving up.
Oh, and if you can't think about traumas yet, make up a timeline with inconsequential stuff. Born this day. Went to school at this age. Had a birthday party at this age. My first real memory was. That might get you into the habit of training your brain to release some of this stuff in a safe manner to start.
the parenting classes appear to have been too little, too late for my sons. my eldest son is currently a 44 year old, homeless crackhead. my youngest son was deeply troubled when he and his wife were killed in a car wreck on their way to visit their 3 children in CPS protective custody in 2019. i am currently raising their 3 orphans with a ...
I am looking for information regarding a possible list for childhood losses =what? I grew up the oldest hearing child with Deaf parents and siblings. I was given a lot of responsibilities that I was not prepared for. I was abused by my Father physically and emotionally. I was abused emotionally by other family members. I was diagnosed with Cptsd.
Funny, and sooooo can relate! Reactions: Heather and BloomInWinter. Feb 27, 2011 #11 T. Tinyflame MyPTSD ...