The Art of Being Alone

It is ironic that in order to learn to be alone, I thought I had to first learn to be with people. This involved meeting them. A prospect equally as scary as not meeting them. I was stuck. This social anxiety was my inheritance. My Mom, a single parent, bequeathed other things to my other … Continue reading The Art of Being Alone

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The guilty conscience of the survivor (apologies to George Toles) or How to Take the Major Sting out of Loss.

My father died when I was two, a coal miner, of lung cancer or black lung as it is still known today. My mother was from Newfoundland and was subjected to its national sport, sexual abuse, at an early age. Consequently she had the responsibility of raising 4 small kids and not the slightest idea … Continue reading The guilty conscience of the survivor (apologies to George Toles) or How to Take the Major Sting out of Loss.

Mining for Gold

Very anxious in early waking hours. Thinking about where I will live. The single men's hostel comes to mind and then panic. Reminds of last time I was in transition. I was taught that as soon as soon as I started to assess my resources I began to feel better. He helped, Dwayne Johnston the … Continue reading Mining for Gold

REBT Self-Help Form

  What is the situation that you are upset about? Answer: I had a stroke I've had people pack up my house into safe storage. That part happened today. Gave my car back last week. All that off my plate. What are the unhealthy negative emotions that you are experiencing? Answer: Hurt guilt shame embarrassment … Continue reading REBT Self-Help Form

Pairs of Opposites are really the same Thing

Yesterday my stuff went into storage. I went into hospital with a stroke two months ago. It's going to be awhile before I can get a place and operate it and pay for it. What is crucial is how I look at it. Self defeating or self helping. The facts are, this isn't awful or … Continue reading Pairs of Opposites are really the same Thing

Grow your happiness in your own garden.

The title is a post by one of my fans, a Phd. psychologist who writes on narcissist survival. Well that would be me, a survivor. The devastation one feels after the extreme seduction and protestations of love for evermore turn out to be lies, when their boredom sets in and you are dumped for a … Continue reading Grow your happiness in your own garden.