Couch 121: An Intimate Chat.

Not good. I heard a story about when a story about alexandria egypt set the device off In a crazy way

And this:
Amazon Echo, home alone with NPR on, got confused and hijacked a thermostat ? Quartz

Whelp, I've been crying silently at work. Wonder if that's better than self harming at work.

Those things in Madame T that most reminded me of my mother were precisely her greatest failings as a therapist.

ETA:
Some things can be forgiven in a mother that cannot be forgiven in a therapist.

Oh I know what that is like. Hugs to you!!! Is it the job or other stuff ?? For me it was a big signal that a job change was in order. Not what I do but the toxic Corp I worked for.

Yes it is.

Both job and therapy stuff. Job is å bad fit where Im constantly underperforming and making major mistakes so I'm micromanaged like hell yet scolded for being slow. Given more and more stressful job duties and having immense trouble adjusting.

Yet I've weighed pros and cons for two years straight and this is the best job I've ever had in my whole working life. I need the paycheck and they let me take time off for therapy. Few other jobs will give me the time off, I've checked and been around.

It's just miserable and people tell me not to be so hard on me but I keep making mistakes. So much so that the bosses look right at me whenever something happens.

Three times this month, they blamed me unfairly and I had proof to save myself. Yet I get told to leave the mistakes of others out from my investigation reports while I get blamed and my mistakes documented.

I understand it is hard to find a good position with flexibility. Your situation sounds similar to my last job in ca. I was working long hours but constantly criticized and blamed. The more worn out I got the more burned out I got and then it affected my performance even though I was working my tail off. Just be careful because sometimes these things are political and after all your efforts you could lose the job anyways. It doesn't hurt to keep your eyes open for another situation. I hope that did not sound too harsh. The last six months looking like crazy for a new work situation was the hardest in my life Even harder than the layoff I went through in 2009. Hang in there!!!!!

My family sucks so I just smile and keep to myself.

Parents don't know younger brother and me are in therapy.

Sorry, ranting

That's true, office politics could still cost me my job. There was pressure on my main boss to give me a fail grade for last year.

Fortunately I do have savings which can last me six months or so. I've no debt, for which I'm very lucky...paid it off.

I don't know what you do for a living quiet mind but is it something you could do freelance for awhile? Just a thought. No easy answers of course

But who would sit and continually abuse a T? They'd be wasting their money. The occasional outburst happens yes. But that's part of the work.
Neediness. That's part of the work.

*shouts, it's all part of the work * looool

Can't do IT freelance, but I could do temp admin or data entry where I get paid hourly instead of being salaried. My fear is not being able to pay for my therapy and the younger brother's but I do have savings.

Hmm, I'll bring it up in T... I've considered it but always felt the pay cut would be too much, but honestly my stress in current job is high.

When I did temp admin, folks said I did 3x the other temps and I definitely wasn't so frazzled like in this job, not bragging

I knew the surgery was quite a while ago. I wondered if it was successful so thanks for letting me know!

Turned hot again. Bummed because I was going to try cold smoking some cheese.

How interesting this is to me. I was just the opposite! I had one of my biggest breakthroughs in therapy when t said something during a phone session that sounded exactly like my mother - but because she was t and not my mother, I forgave her. (I don't even remember exactly what it was she said anymore, just that the situation happened.) Still working on forgiving my mother the one big thing that's left, the hate letter she wrote me while I was away at college after her and my dad found out I was dating a woman. Maybe some hurts can't be forgiven. I don't know.

Poor h. I think he got food poisoning, he went to a local casino last night and played poker (won around $150) but woke up around 5:30 this morning sick as a dog. He ate a club sandwich while playing cards and thought the bacon tasted kinda funny but ate it anyway, apparently there was something wrong with it. He finally was able to go back to sleep about 30 minutes ago. (I may lose patience very quickly with his made-up ailments, but I am a very patient, loving nursemaid when it's something real. I'm glad today's a holiday so I'm not working and am here to take care of him.)

I just put a new thermostat on my a/c. That sort of thing makes me crazy. I am a terrible home repair person when it is my own home.

Also musing that I have no idea what people mean when talking about how men sit. I don't pay attention to how the women I pay sit. I never pay attention to how any man sits.

Sometimes, you have to pay attention.

And on the subway, it's just annoying.

On the subway? Do they take up too much space?

That's it. And it's hard to get by them. And sometimes there's crotch smell.

Wow. I don't think I have noticed. Sometimes being in my own private idaho is useful

Oh gawd....that is....awful.

I was just going to say that somehow both former T and current T have managed to get to their early / mid-40s without it seems being aware of how they sit while wearing short, not-exactly-loose skirts. Then again, I've been told that I'm a prude non-pareil -- so, I admit that perhaps my ardent wish to not get flashed while in therapy (despite being queer and all that) comes from that.

I sit like a man. It's physically impossible for me to keep my knees together, or do that extremely feminine thing where you cross your legs and tuck the foot from the top leg under the bottom leg.

In my limited experience, women's crotches usually smell better than men's. Sweeter.

(Yes, I'm lowering the tone of the Couch again.)

I don't know what they wear - I really don't pay attention to them much. They could be stark naked and I might not really register it