I may be love's bitch, but at least I'm man enough to admit it.

Spike ,'Sleeper'


Spike's Bitches 48: I Say, We Go Out There, and Kick a Little Demon Ass.  

[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.


Laura - Aug 05, 2016 6:17:44 am PDT #25698 of 30002
Our wings are not tired.

DH is the exact opposite of me when packing. I have my detailed lists I follow. He just buys stuff after we arrive. He may have a shopping issue.


Zenkitty - Aug 05, 2016 7:29:17 am PDT #25699 of 30002
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.

Vortex, ugh. Can you ignore him and pretend it never happened?


Steph L. - Aug 05, 2016 9:58:45 am PDT #25700 of 30002
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine

Okay, I emailed a potential therapist, because my coping skills are gone. They are outsourced entirely to Ativan and denial, when I'm not just completely freaking out.

I looked on Psychology Today's website, and checked to see who is near me and on our insurance plan and seems nice (man, is THAT a shot in the dark!). Fingers crossed.


Dana - Aug 05, 2016 10:08:03 am PDT #25701 of 30002
I'm terrifically busy with my ennui.

Sounds like a good idea, Steph. It's been a stressful time for you.


Calli - Aug 05, 2016 10:42:38 am PDT #25702 of 30002
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs

I hope the therapist has some helpful suggestions for you, Steph.

When I was taking care of Dad as he was dying, when I broke down in the doctor's office telling her about it all, having her say, "Of course you're stressed--your past year has sucked and it's gonna keep sucking for a while. But there's stuff we can do to help," was a tremendous relief. As was the Xanax. But, honestly, having someone authoritative tell me I had good reason for falling apart meant a lot. More than I thought it would. I mean, I knew things were awful. But there was something about having that acknowledged externally that I found emotionally steadying.

I may not be expressing this well. Sorry.


Steph L. - Aug 05, 2016 10:50:35 am PDT #25703 of 30002
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine

I may not be expressing this well. Sorry.

No, it makes perfect sense.

I knew things were awful. But there was something about having that acknowledged externally that I found emotionally steadying.

That's what I'm hoping for. And some coping skills. The Ativan I can get from Awesome Doctor.


WindSparrow - Aug 05, 2016 11:26:37 am PDT #25704 of 30002
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.

I hope this therapist is a good fit for you, Steph.


Vortex - Aug 05, 2016 11:37:29 am PDT #25705 of 30002
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman

Argh! People! I win tickets to a corporate golf thing, free food and booze. Plus a shuttle walking distance from my place. Invite a friend. Turns out that she lives near the course, so wants to meet there. Fine. But, I've never been, so don't know the setup. She then suggests that I drive to her house and meet there. Um, no. Not only would I have to watch my drinks, I would be On her schedule for when to leave, since my car would be at her house. Why am I expected to change my plans for her convenience? Aren't I the one hooking her up?


sj - Aug 05, 2016 11:40:30 am PDT #25706 of 30002
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

I'm sorry people are being especially sucky today.

Good luck with the new therapist.


Burrell - Aug 05, 2016 12:20:26 pm PDT #25707 of 30002
Why did Darth Vader cross the road? To get to the Dark Side!

I can't imagine she'd truly have a problem with you taking the shuttle, Vortex, especially since she's there on your invitation. Maybe she thinks offering her house is easier somehow for you? I would think you could just say no thanks and then peace out any hemming or hawing on your friend's part.