Couch 210: The Abundant Couch

Ugh, that's kind of creepy and awful...

What's weird for me is I've had a few other FB friends/former coworkers who have passed away, and if no one changes their page to a memorial page, then it still lets me know it's their birthday and says to wish them a happy birthday. There's also the issue (which I think you can turn off) of it sharing the most popular post from a past year or just a random memory, which can be someone who died (or an ex, stuff like that).

Apparently, I'm going to have to attend a prima facie hearing for my divorce sometime soon. My lawyer claims it's routine and they will just ask me about my finances, but I'm still feeling a little nervous about it. He also said he will give me a list of questions he'll ask beforehand, so that helps somewhat.

TV movie robots 101
Robbie the robot first appeared in my fave movie Forbben planet and was tall and black. he appeared in numerous shows Hazel being one of them
The robot from Lost in Space was only in Lost in Space i think

They are picturd in order
Robby the Robot - Wikipedia
Robot (Lost in Space) - Wikipedia

Sometimes when i am annoyed with myself i will call myself a bobble headed booby.

I am trying “palmini” for dinner (linguini made from hearts of palm) for the first time. The smell is not bothering me as much as I thought it might. I hope the texture comes out OK.

My parents are traveling this weekend, which means I'll be alone for three days. One of my smart aleck friends was like, are they leaving you gift cards to food places? Just because one time I almost burned down the kitchen!!! Sheesh. Never get to live that down. I *really* should be planning things to do that are positive and keep me from being isolated, and I totally am not. It's so bad. I know what I should be doing and I am not doing it.....We'll see what T has to say tomorrow....

The stupid thing is that I talk to patients about awkward sex stuff all the tine and I don’t bat an eye. But when it comes to talking with T about this crap, forget it, I’m a blushing mess.

Were they canned or what? Let me know how you like them. I am thinking of trying them.

Could it be kiki, which is gay slang that went mainstream thanks to RuPaul's Drag Race? It is spelled "kiki" but pronounced like "key-key."

any relation to the blue footed booby?

Eta - i THOUGHT Robby was in Forbidden Planet!! Man i remember being terrified at that movie!!

In a bag. They’re chewy—you can’t fool yourself into thinking it’s actual linguini. But with pasta sauce and meatballs, they’re fine.

I think it will seem much easier to stop self-harming if you can figure out what SH does for you and replace that with something healthier. It makes sense that you're ambivalent about stopping because on the one hand, SH is a coping mechanism that makes your feelings more manageable, but on the other hand, you know that it isn't very good for your body.

It's not really about white-knuckling your way to stopping cold turkey (which lead to a suicide attempt the last time you tried that, right?). It's about learning how to accept and deal with your own emotions, whatever they might be. And that is hard, hard work, so you're brave to even be in the initial stages of wanting to change.

Yes, I'm sure that's it. That definition definitely fits the context they're using it in. They keep spelling it "key key" though. On the show the contestants only communicate through social media, so almost everything is shown on screen as a text message.

I tried black soybean spaghetti recently. It was... not for me.

Kids these days... nobody can spell their co-opted gay slang. Get off stopdog's lawn!

Yeah, it can definitely be pretty awkward talking with one's T about that sort of thing. The first time Dr. T used the word "masturbate" with me (I had been using euphemisms like "touching myself" and things, so he just used the actual word to clarify what I was talking about), I thought I was going to die of embarrassment. But now, it's OK, like we can talk about sex stuff using real terminology, and I'm sure I'm blushing during some of it and am definitely staring at the floor at times and having trouble looking at him. But it's more OK and comfortable than it was. I think it helps that he's so matter-of-fact about it.

Though I'm not sure I ever fully recovered from the time that "blue balls" was addressed in marriage counseling, and ex-MC was talking about what the sensation felt like for him, and I sort of just wanted to disappear into the couch...

I agree with all of this. Right now, it's a coping mechanism (and one I've used at times as well, so I get it...). So you'd need to find some other coping mechanism(s) to replace it before you can take it away. Though first, like EM said, you may need to figure out what role it plays for you, as, from what a couple T's have told me, SH can play different roles for different people. It could be a form of emotional release. Or of self-punishment. Or, if you feel numb, a way of feeling *something.* Or probably other things, too.

It's something Dr. T has talked about in terms of my reducing or stopping my drinking. If I just try to stop without having other things to fill the roles it does for me (which are multiple roles, which is part of what makes it so complicated), then I probably won't be successful. So I'm trying to gradually make changes, add in other coping mechanisms--trying them out to see what does and doesn't help (from something like having a cup of herbal tea to taking a walk or yoga to painting or journaling). Then taking steps back from the drinking.


I know for some people cold turkey works best for things like that. But from my own experience (quitting smoking and drinking soda) in the past, I do better with a gradual approach (haven't had a cigarette in like 10 years, for example--and the last soda I tried to drink, it literally hurt my teeth, so I had to stop).

But anyway, maybe stopping SH isn't right for you at this point in your life. It sounds like just having the option to do that, even if you don't engage in it, can help you. So maybe it's better to keep it on the table for now until you can fit in some other things that help or get to a better place. Hugs...

I remember one time I was talking about an event from early childhood and using the word pen**s and the first woman was getting agitated and finally shouted something about "xxxx HIS C*CK" and I said that as a lesbian I really didn't need a lot of synonyms for the male member.

My therapist once used the term "lady bits" when referring to my ..um ..lady bits, and I just kind of froze. I'm not sure I liked him calling it that, but then I thought about it and I'm not sure how I'd like for him to refer to that part of my anatomy. Especially when we're discussing how my STB-ex used to denigrate that part of my body and how I was finding dealing with my period triggering because of it.

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