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Momma Kiss: I'm just trying to help.

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If momma ain't happy, ain't nobody happy!

Tuesday, February 16, 2010

I'm just trying to help.

Well, I've been counseled again. Did I share that I see a counselor? I do. I go once in a while, because, you know - I feel like I should talk to Someone other than the world wide web...and this someone can also write prescriptions and as far as I know, none of you can come through for me on that issue.

 
And I used to see this guy counselor. But I didn't like him, we didn't mesh. And the first time we talked, he made me cry. And? He reminded me of Mr. Rogers, but chubbier and with a beard.

 
So now I see a girl, who I feel much more comfortable with. Well, more comfortable than with a chubby bearded Mr. Rogers.

 
Also? Why don't I just call it therapy? Like "I'm in therapy" instead of "I've been counseled." I guess it's a less scary word to me. Therapist. Counselor. The latter makes me think of the harmless school guidance counselor so, yah, I'm sticking with the fluffy word that makes me feel cozy.

 
You know you wanna know what we’ve covered, don’t you…

 
Some fun things that arise via my verbal diarrhea:

 
  • My brother who passed away.
  • My father who passed away.
  • My mom, who's my hero, but whom I feel the need to take care of even though she's completely capable of caring for herself.
  • My need to release the inner control freak.
  • My love hate/relationship with wine.
  • My need to feel perfect in all things (wife, mother, sister, daughter, worker, friend) - and then feeling like I'm failing at at least half of them on a daily basis.
  • My lack of job satisfaction
  • My love of target (no lie).

 
Wanna know why I shared?

 
It’s to help you! So you’d feel much better about yourself, of course! See – all these issues I have? Bet you don’t have nearly as many & therefore – less f’d up than me! Don’t you feel better?

 
It’s like watching Hoarders – those hot messes make me feel way better about my slightly messy living room.

 
You’re Welcome.

11 Comments:

Blogger The mad woman behind the blog said...

Hey Dammit - can you just send me the cliff notes so I don't have to pay the counselor? Except for the family deaths (sending you some Mad love btw) I think you and I would have the same agendas. WHY do we have to take care of our moms? Is yours shrinking by the way? (Your mom!) Ha, I said shrink!
You know if Target charged a user's fee, maybe we would be more cautious, but only a little.

2/16/10, 11:55 AM  
Blogger Lisa..... said...

Yeah, I'm shopping for a counselor currently. My shitty 2 weeks ended with the realization that just because I made it out of my childhood alive doesn't mean I didn't bring a giant suitcase full of leftover crap w/ me. I want to get over my desperate need to please and inabilty to trust um, anyone. And watch Oprah without crying all the time. Yay therapy.

2/16/10, 12:48 PM  
Blogger Corinne said...

I think I love you!
Finding a counselor is on my list of things to do... and as each day goes by I know it's more important to find one... as my hubby's getting tired of listening to me drone on and on ;)

2/16/10, 3:21 PM  
Blogger JenJen said...

Hi dammit
I love you.
YIB

2/16/10, 4:01 PM  
Blogger Mandi said...

I feel you on alot of the same issues. So maybe you can just sneak me some free advice here and there? *smiles* the Target thing? Yeah. Bri is a manager there. So try controlling yourself when there is a discount involved. Oy. Not fun.

2/16/10, 5:14 PM  
Blogger Leslie said...

So, do you have an unhealthy love of Target or what? :)

2/16/10, 6:52 PM  
Blogger bernthis said...

I go with therapist b/c it makes others think I am way more fucked up then they are, well those that don't go and it's a pride thing with me being Jewish and all and it being such a part of my culture to have a therapist. Oh boy, did I just say therapist oh now three times?

2/17/10, 1:30 AM  
Blogger Gregorio Martino said...

But did you use the word "dammit?" LOL You sound pretty normal to me. But then people say I am crazy.

2/17/10, 4:43 AM  
Blogger JennyMac said...

I am still laughing about your Hoarders comment.

2/17/10, 3:23 PM  
Anonymous Dan @ Jane, You Ignorant Slut said...

I take drugs.

First I was devastated by the thought of needing to take drugs.

Then I started taking drugs.

After awhile I wondered what the fuss was about.

Drugs are awesome.

2/21/10, 12:03 AM  
Blogger Scraps said...

You:Hoarders :: I:Clean House

I may not be the world's greatest housekeeper (the boyfriend is much better) but dayum am I nowhere near that bad.

Yes, I know this is an old post, but I had to comment as I'm reading through your archives having stopped by from SITS. :)

3/24/10, 4:15 PM  

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