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Natter 63: Life after PuppyCam
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
IdonotwanttoliveinthesuburbsIdonotwanttoliveinthesuburbs.
Tarrytown! For suburbs, you could do worse. (I lived in Ossining, NY for a year. It's really beautiful around the Hudson.)
Huh.
You know them. I know them. And, increasingly, psychiatrists know them. People who feel they have been wronged by someone and are so bitter they can barely function other than to ruminate about their circumstances.
This behavior is so common -- and so deeply destructive -- that some psychiatrists are urging it be identified as a mental illness under the name post-traumatic embitterment disorder. The behavior was discussed before an enthusiastic audience last week at a meeting of the American Psychiatric Assn. in San Francisco.
The disorder is modeled after post-traumatic stress disorder because it too is a response to a trauma that endures. People with PTSD are left fearful and anxious. Embittered people are left seething for revenge.
"They feel the world has treated them unfairly. It's one step more complex than anger. They're angry plus helpless," says Dr. Michael Linden, a German psychiatrist who named the behavior.
I'm not seething for revenge. Good. No post-traumatic embitterment disorder for me....
The suburbs aren't bad...
Nope, they really aren't. I'd like mine even more if it was a suburb of a real city. And I like my house here, but I loved my house in Hudson even better.
Aw, that's a CUTE house, Jessica. I love a front porch.
It's really beautiful around the Hudson.
Oh, I know. I love it up there...for a weekend. After a few days I start to get really itchy for Brooklyn again.
The thing is, I love living in Brooklyn. Love love love love love it. But every now and then I get the real estate bug and start thinking about what it would be like to have just a few inches of extra space...and a yard...
The thing is, I love living in Brooklyn. Love love love love love it. But every now and then I get the real estate bug and start thinking about what it would be like to have just a few inches of extra space...and a yard...
I'm with you. I feel much like that about London.
And I love that video for "Don't Stop Believin'"
Bizarre. It's flipped left-to-right from what aired on TV. Which I wouldn't notice if I hadn't watched it yesterday.
It all depends on the suburb. I had lived out here in the NW 'burbs when I first started working here back in the mid-90s, and hated it. I moved closer to the city for ten years and loved it, but had to have a long commute to work and pay for parking. So, I sucked it up and moved back to the same area I was in before, only to find out that they've gotten much more diverse in 11 years, which was the part of suburban living I hated--way too whitebread and insular. The fact that my apartment building alone has representatives from five continents is terrific!
But every now and then I get the real estate bug and start thinking about what it would be like to have just a few inches of extra space...and a yard...
Yards are overrated. I mean, really. I like our yard. It's a large part of why we are in this house. But it's a bite in the ass to take care of.