Couch 171: Scams R Us

How do you picture his ideal response to be like?

I agree. Only 1.5 hours for me, but I'm ready.

Congrats on the exam success, Lemoncake!

I hope I do not say the wrong thing here. I am not a very nice person, but I do like animals, and by extension, I approve of those who care about their animals (not that you need my approval). I think it is relatively normal to feel guilty after a pet dies. Since we are the ones responsible for their wellbeing throughout their lives, our brains automatically jump to the conclusion that we have failed them when they inevitably die. We look for ways we could have saved them when the reality is that we live longer than our pets. I think that is what is happening here. As for the lumps spreading really fast - I hope this does not sound callous - but it seems like perhaps that would have been easier on Ebony, if perhaps harder on you. A long, drawn out illness is not something you would have wanted for her, I'm sure.

The heartbreaking thing was she had a hellish two years on the streets and being abused, a few months in rescue going to and from the vet to deal with her health conditions before the vet OK'd her for adoption, then 4 years with me which made her only just 7 when she took her last breath at the vet with me there, her eyesight was going and we think she couldn't hear any more either cause of the lump reaching her brain before the vet even knew it wasn't her previously-diagnosed asthma causing her breathing problems, poor furbaby girl never deserved what happened to her ....

Congrats Lemoncake on the exam score!

I just want him to understand. Not to avoid it, and not to convince me he understands only to prove otherwise again down the line.

He has said various hurtful things to me over the years like :

Him: "i feel like talking about T1 is a cul de sac"
Me: "would you call talking about an abusive family member a cul de sac"
Him: "no"

and:

Me: it still feels very present
Him: which is odd considering it's been three years.

Both of those caused ruptures. He doesn't seem to see it at the same kind of trauma as other traumas. Even though he tells me he now gets it.

When he came back from holiday I told him about a horrible nightmare I had about T1. He didn't even really say anything about it. I'm just tired of going over this with him again and again. It's been years.

I have started to prepare for fall classes that are more than a month away.

This is bizarre and uncharacteristic behavior for me. Maybe I should see a therapist.

And, this is why you need Info.

Piaf would just applaud you for being practical.

I was talking about PC a bit with T today mentioned and how a few people on here have said I should write a book about my therapy experiences. And I said I was pondering it. He said I should and seemed kind of excited about it (maybe he wants to be in a book?) Then he was talking about various psychology memoirs--apparently Kurt Vonnegut's son wrote one about schizophrenia?

Yalom wrote one with a client called Every Day Gets A Little Bit Closer. I haven't read it yet, but it is on my bedside table.

You should!!!!

It would be bizarre and uncharacteristic behavior for me as well.
There there - sit down with a cool compress and a gin and tonic until it passes.

I hope things go well at the vet.

I had a dream about ex-t night before last. In the dream I asked for a tying loose ends session and she said well you're the one who quit and hung up on me. Hmm. I emailed her last night about my talk with my mom (cuz we'd discussed me doing it) and told her I wanted to look at my sand tray pictures with her at some point. No response yet, although she's on vacation right now too so I don't expect one yet. We'll see what happens.

Spent time with D today, and she played a song on guitar that she wrote. So talented!!

whisper, it sounds like your sweet kitty spent four years being loved and cared for, and that she was cherished and cared for up until the moment she passed. I am sure she spent those years soaking up that care and enjoying her life with you. What a gift you gave her.

Back from the vet with my dog. The vet said she’s steadily losing muscle mass due to her age, diabetes and liver condition. The liver is eating away her protein in her muscles. We brought her home because she’s not ready to leave yet. She hasn’t showed me she is. My other dog gave me signs. She is not giving me signs that she had enough and she’s still eating very well so it’s not time to say goodbye yet.

(((Jersey)))

The couch is quiet tonite...

I’m watching a noir series called Hotel Beau Sejour (set in Belgium) on Netflix and it’s got a therapist with the worst waiting room ever—it’s around the corner and in full earshot of where she meets with clients. The office itself has floor-to-ceiling windows. (The better to defenestrate you, my dear.)

But then, in an earlier episode the therapist violated client confidentiality, so...

I drank too much iced tea today n can't get to sleep.

And my air mattress is all bouncy lol

And the peanut m&m's in my mom's kitchen are callllllling to me lol

Thanks!

Thank you artie!

I tried moonshine over the weekend for the first time. Apple pie and cherry were my faves.

While drunk, I told my friend that I'd had a friends with benefits thing for awhile with her ex husband prior to when she had started dating him. She'd had no idea, he never told her. I don't know what possessed me to tell her.