my car, that is how i deal with it. my poor car has seen tons and tons of tears that t doesn't even know about... i don't even park in his parking lot, two or three lots over in a dentist office... gotta even cross a street.... just need to vacate from his office entirely....

i remember one time i was leaving and i was just fine. then t wanted me to go and make another appt, walking up to the receptionist triggered me so badly, t caught on. and back into his office he ushered me,,, made the appts himself. LOL, he has never asked me to go and make appts again....