After 2 years, I ended therapy with a super doc. I love her and I never really loved a therapist before. I always thought it was weird that previous therapists thought I should have any feelings for them. I barely thought about them when I was not sitting across from that chair. It would make me uncomfortable when they asked me about my feelings for them or when they got really excited that I had a dream with them in it. I suppose in some ways the therapeutic model is supposed to be a reflection of a person's real relationships and if so, I have made progress.
Why did I stop, you might wonder. I need to focus on changing my actions right now and less on the emotional background which causes certain behaviors. I am also starting intensive cognitive remediation in the Mount Sinai program soon. It comes with emotional support for people with brain injuries too. I think that is a lot to work on for now.
I will miss you, Dr. S.
I look okay though (because how you look is what matters the most, NOT!)
Photo taken of me by Sachi the night of my last session.
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Wow. That's a big step. Good for you. Love the photo of you. Pretty!
Sounds like it would be a big time committment if you still stayed with that therapist and then you did the program with the hospital too.
I don't talk about my businesses directly on Entrepreneur Chick but if you'd ever like to make one of your photos look even better than the natural beauty you already are~ go to:
www.mymagazineinternational.com
We specialize in making people look like models. When I saw "we" I mean the amazingly talented art director/ editor in California. Also, I'm not a photographer either. I sub those jobs out. I'm the creator of the company- chief cook and bottle washer. Everyone else is the REAL talent.
I'm still working on getting it e-commerce ready. My web guy has to finish the order form. In the meantime, people can just call me and I tell them where to send the pics, & go over what they want done.
Ahem! I actually do quite a bit of photo editing and this pic is no exception. When I am looking out from behind my face, I am blissfully unaware of how many wrinkles and sags it projects, but when that mug is staring back at me, I feel the urge to do a little something-something with Adobe Photoshop. It is just a picture and the forties door is swinging toward my old butt fast.
I am laughing out loud! Girl, I had ZERO idea you (ahem) did a lil' somethin' somethin'. I think you should swing your 40's cute booty right down here to Texas, and, you know, kick my aaaaazzzzzz- pronto. I'm like that lizard in that (disney?) film that always goes: "I suck." Oh. I so do this time, it isn't even funny.
No, but go to my website and click on "examples"- one is of me menstrual, non-menstrual. It's hysterical. (Sitting on the longhorn. Afterall, now I owe YOU a good laugh!)You little photoshop babe.
Kudos to you, Aly, on moving forward and under your own steam. Good luck with the cognitive therapy. By the way, love the photo and also that color on you. Glad to see you back around.
Oh! I saw the other photo. Love the haircut too.
I am sorry I have not written back to you Insane. I have not gotten up the nerve to call you. I had given you my number in an email and I'm listed so if you feel up to it I do still want to talk. As the anniversary approaches, I am getting sad.
Hi, Aly. I'm not sure I have the number in the new phone but I'll check. If not, I'll look for the email which I still have. I just realized that both photos I saw are the same. One was just brighter than the other and I could see you better. (This regarding the earlier comment about your haircut.) To be honest, the thought of you needing nerve to call me leaves me a bit surprised but I do understand. :) Talk to you soon. Take care. ~R
So that you know before you go there, I used a photo of E on my blog. I'll remove it if you prefer. He's often in my thoughts and so very often still my mentor and critic. Actually, he'd argue with much of what I write.
Well, I got called in to work the back shift (i.e. cha-ching) so I read through you entire blog and I enjoyed it very much. You are an excellent writer, conveying your thoughts clearly and with purpose. BTW, I also grew up with a Yorkshire Terrier, and they are the best dogs EVER.
BX, can you send a handwritten note to my YorkieHate-in' husband?
"BTW, I also grew up with a Yorkshire Terrier, and they are the best dogs EVER."
I think he's just jealous.
How can anyone dislike (even a little) a Yorkie? They are very forgiving, and they actually react to your emotional state. It's fascinating to watch. I can't imagine your husband actually disliking the dog. I think it's a game he's playing, because he wants all of your attention for himself. That's a game guys play. You should be flattered that he wants an uninterrupted connection with you.
I've never had my palm read. Maybe it's time to!
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