Sue, I'm so sorry.
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Really, I guess I should rehearse a speech along the lines of, "I didn't grow up doing this, because my family just didn't have that kind of money, and in my adult life up to now I haven't had the resources to invest outside of employer plans. So I need the nuts-and-bolts--how to sell, how long various transactions take to clear, how to access account information online, etc."
All you need is the last sentence of this speech.
and from discussions on another board
The who with the what now??
Susan--remember, not knowing a specific something is not a referendum on your intelligence. Like all Buffistas, I know a lot of stuff and so do you. But I also know when to ask questions about what I don't know, even if that's stuff I feel I "should" know already. Thoughts which keep you from asking questions to get information you need are not realistic or helpful. People like sharing knowledge. Whenever you need to know something, ask away and, since you ARE smart, once they tell yo, you will then know it for yourself.
Poor megan came with me for support, and I think she cried more than I did.
I'm a crier. and I don't like seeing my friends sad. =( (But apparently I have no problem letting them see me sad.)
Pico was lucky that he found S's apartment and that you took him in. Life of Riley cat. =)
Susan--remember, not knowing a specific something is not a referendum on your intelligence.
I guess I can always use my technique for dealing with certain administrators around here who get sneery when you ask them questions--just remind myself that the person I'm talking to has probably never written a novel, almost certainly knows
nothing
about Napoleonic-era infantry combat, etc. That usually makes the voices that say, "They think you're STUPID," and "They know you don't belong here," go away. It's just the sheer level of stress I've been having over dealing with this inheritance kinda overwhelmed my relatively recent coping mechanisms.
I get a lot of that. People thinking I'm stupid. I work for physicists. I am usually the dumbest person in the room, on the whole. BUT I AM ALWAYS THE CUTEST.
Sue, my condolences.
I've spent the last
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10 months asea. I *am* the dumbest person in the room more often than not. However, this has been great for getting me to get over that particular bit of self-consciousness. It's that or fail, and I hate that even more. It's been really hard, don't get me wrong. And uncomfortable and icky and sometimes I want to crawl under my desk and hide. But by god, when I figure something out, or make a recommendation that people actually follow, I momentarily feel like the biggest genius on the planet.
And then someone asks me a question and I don't even understand the question, much less have an answer.
Oddly, it's probably been good for my confidence long term. Thick of it, NSM.
Sue, I'm very sorry. Hugs to you.
Brenda, so much health~ma to your pup!
Today can bite me. Actually, this whole damned year can bite me.
Pico was lucky that he found S's apartment and that you took him in. Life of Riley cat. =)
Yeah, he had a good life, but he was a good cat. I would often say to Pico that I wish I had 12 cats just like him. You were a good friend for coming too, even though you knew you would cry.
