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There’s a whole different set of clients that I often see quite often. Not Jack & Diane from yesterday. More Mortal Kombat. God, I loved that game. I think my computer game addiction began right back in the 90s with the Nintendo, Mortal Kombat and Sonic. Not so much Atari – that was boring as […]
But don’t let Dismissive-Avoidant attachment fool you.
People with Dismissive-Avoidant Attachment can look fiercely independent, or even like Narcissists. But – their problems are usually all about low self-esteem. The same as someone with an Anxious Attachment.
I’ve just plopped myself in a big old comfy chair. Dinner is cooking. And I feel like a cuddly old Grandma who is about to open a dusty book from the shelf – and tell you a story.Listen up, kids. I’m about to tell you an age-old tale – from generations ago to now. It […]
It’s highly unprofessional of me but I’m going to tell you a running bet/tally I have with myself when I sit down with a new couple.It goes a little somethin’ like this:I’ve just managed to get the sound AND video working on my Zoom – we’ve all spent a good 10 minutes saying “Can […]
Firstly, thanks for all your answers yesterday. I’ll start writing some emails that are about the things you mentioned.I love feeling like I have a “real” purpose. And that’s writing emails you’re interested in.On that note – let’s talk about having a “real” purpose.It’s something that’s been slapping a lot of people in the […]
I’ve been sitting here for 45 minutes – I kid you not – trying to come up with a witty or funny story to start this email with.And damn it – I can’t.But we’re friends now – yes – and you can understand that I’ve had a full-on day with clients and just kinda want […]
So – I didn’t get around to writing yesterday. Mea Culpa.It was a busy-arse day. And for one solitary reason. We were making Polish Kabanosy. Stuffing those slippery sucker sausage casings with a mountain of meat I’d cured – and then smoking it. My partner is Polish – did I tell you that before? And […]