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#476
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I have found in-person group therapy to be much worse. At PC at least I can say my peace and walk away if the other person isn't ready to hear feedback.
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![]() CantExplain, unaluna
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#477
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Reminds me of doing my tax return--was supposed to finish tonight but all those deductions/reciepts are like ticker tape from hell.
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#478
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I sorta miss group in the shelter. Of course sometimes you would want to throttle people, but that happens me in the grocery store too so oh well...
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'... At poor peace I sing To you strangers (though song Is a burning and crested act, The fire of birds in The world's turning wood, For my sawn, splay sounds,) ...' Dylan Thomas, Author's Prologue |
![]() growlycat, unaluna
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#479
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Crap, I'm on the tipsy side. I hope my thing'll be coherent when I finally get around to writing it... Maybe I should email T while I'm at it
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'... At poor peace I sing To you strangers (though song Is a burning and crested act, The fire of birds in The world's turning wood, For my sawn, splay sounds,) ...' Dylan Thomas, Author's Prologue |
![]() catonyx, ragsnfeathers
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#480
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![]() catonyx, unaluna
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#481
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I finally gave in and updated the app on my iPad because it kept crashing. I really preferred the old format...
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'... At poor peace I sing To you strangers (though song Is a burning and crested act, The fire of birds in The world's turning wood, For my sawn, splay sounds,) ...' Dylan Thomas, Author's Prologue |
#482
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You are a woman of many talents.
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#483
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'... At poor peace I sing To you strangers (though song Is a burning and crested act, The fire of birds in The world's turning wood, For my sawn, splay sounds,) ...' Dylan Thomas, Author's Prologue |
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#484
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Amazing what you'll do when you're avoiding something...
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'... At poor peace I sing To you strangers (though song Is a burning and crested act, The fire of birds in The world's turning wood, For my sawn, splay sounds,) ...' Dylan Thomas, Author's Prologue |
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#485
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In two posts I'll be a veteran! When did that happen? Well, it's going to happen tonight. This isn't bestly expressed but I'm tired.
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#486
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And the veteran member is....
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#487
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I think I've got another 600 or so to go before I can give myself my own title... I'll have to start a poll or something when I get there
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'... At poor peace I sing To you strangers (though song Is a burning and crested act, The fire of birds in The world's turning wood, For my sawn, splay sounds,) ...' Dylan Thomas, Author's Prologue |
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#488
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Oh yes I want a say in this.
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#489
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*blows party horn and tosses glitter in the air* (just so you know glitter is next to impossible to get out of your hair-how do I know? I have a seven year old girl)
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'... At poor peace I sing To you strangers (though song Is a burning and crested act, The fire of birds in The world's turning wood, For my sawn, splay sounds,) ...' Dylan Thomas, Author's Prologue |
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#490
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Goodnight.
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#491
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Night Rags. I suppose I better go write up that darn thing while I can still spell.
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'... At poor peace I sing To you strangers (though song Is a burning and crested act, The fire of birds in The world's turning wood, For my sawn, splay sounds,) ...' Dylan Thomas, Author's Prologue |
#492
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Darn thing written. I have a headache and my contacts are all foggy. On the up side I think it's mostly coherent. I have T in the morning. I am so not telling him about this. Shakey out.
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'... At poor peace I sing To you strangers (though song Is a burning and crested act, The fire of birds in The world's turning wood, For my sawn, splay sounds,) ...' Dylan Thomas, Author's Prologue |
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#493
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I would normally be on my way to T's office at this point. I didn't think I would mind his being away for a week. Turns out I was wrong.
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![]() Anonymous37844, CantExplain, iheartjacques, ragsnfeathers, unaluna
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#494
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My session is next week. I feel screwed up today because I didn't get a call back
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#495
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Had the worst but bestish session today. Need a nap
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#496
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#497
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My next session is in 4 weeks as he has leave.
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#498
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(((BPA)))
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#499
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And (((iheartjacques)))
It must be the International Week(s) of Not Being Around, for Ts. |
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Quote:
Yes, it is. Toddler gets it when she gets her hair cut. Bahhhh!!
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Until I fall away I don't know what to do anymore. Last edited by catonyx; Mar 31, 2015 at 04:07 AM. Reason: Can't type worth a crap |
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