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<font color="green">Today I got really sick - IBS. with the cramps and nausea, I was pretty miserable and suddenly found myself whining that "I want Dr. K" my therapist! Not my mother, daddy or dh but my therapist. Is this just being attached to her or is this obsession?
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dalila
Worry is like a rocking chair. It gives you something to do but it doesn't get you anywhere.
-Erma Bombeck
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