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Oct 13, 2008, 06:02 PM
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((( Nina )))
When I was going through the roughest of times, I was dissing so much I was driving into oncoming traffic and into ditches. There were days I felt like I was sitting in the back seat of the car. (Part of my job requires travel.)
T had me get a kitchen timer and set it so that it would keep me in the here and now. Some days were so bad I was resetting it every three minutes.
Plus, she had me leave hourly voice mails on days I had long drives.
You and T need to figure out something that will work for you. This is not something to take lightly. 
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