I haven’t been around in ages. Work is terrible great. I’ve been given another promotion and raise but with it an incredible amount of work/responsibility. My boss is dangling more money in front of me but I’m not that person. I’ve never been one to care. Ive never sought workplace or career “success” or status and…
I wish my teacher knew boundaries and respected me.
I'm growing my hair out and looking for any tips or advice.
I'm now into 7 months of therapy. It is fucking exhausting and painful and slow and rewarding. Between therapy weekly, house hunting, a promotion at work, taking a college class, and training/starting a second job I feel constantly tired but that's a whole other problem.
I started therapy around October 2014. It is a lot of talking and exposure to address my phobia of hospitals, needles, blood, etc. Prior to therapy simply seeing a medical needle disposal box or hearing my own heartbeat would cause anxiety. I've made a lot of success. I recently had a doctors appointment and I did…
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My in laws are terrible. They are racist, sexist, and most recently homophobic.
Part of my exposure therapy for my phobia was to bring in photos of things that trigger me. Hospital offices, syringes, blood pressure cuffs.
It ended up being about $3.50 pp and the most expensive part was the mini bottle of liquor ($2.50.) Mason jar size is a half pint and I bought a bulk 2lb bag of Nestle hot cocoa mix. There is air in the jar so you can use the mason jar to mix and enjoy the drink.
I never thought I would see the day.
I was 6 when Rodney King was brutally beaten. I was lucky that my parents talked to me about what was going on and 7 year old me would have been protesting right along with these second graders.
I'm on my phone and too lazy to link to my previous posts about being in therapy relative to my hospital/blood/needle/doctor phobia.