It occurred to us that in order to better explain our healing process we should illustrate characters to represent our own personal ERG. Control: represents the tough bitch who despises Chaos. Growth: Me Chaos: Represents imagination, creativity, curiosity and mortal enemy of Control. Together we are victims of chronic introspection, incurably infected with the WSC virus, (Woulda,...
Continue reading...Chaos Playground We let them out to play or there's Chaos to pay
Ultimate Self Forgiveness
Lastly if we’re feeling particularly vulnerable, sad, picked on or un-cared for, we visualize ourselves as young as possibly into infancy, cradled in the arms of two perfect parents we retreat to a quiet, safe place uninterrupted. 3:00 in the morning usually works for us as these two warring idiots do seem to love to torment our...
Continue reading...Folly: When Scizoid Personalities Collide
Beginning: Not too long ago we experienced a purpose of life crisis, Thinking about loss, regret, couldabeens Mom, Dad, Grandma Old friends long gone Kids regrets Reinventing ourselves A bit hormonal Nerves on edge sort of stuff and then the Perfect Storm. The love of our life walked into the room Smack into a cloud of pure,...
Continue reading...Folly: A Philosophic Comedy
Not in this Love story however: When Schizoid Personalities Collide: Philosophic Comedy This is the time in our relationship where the “We need a hug” mood (illustrated) super collides with the clueless self-absorbed enigma wrapped in an unemotional nutshell smothered in a petty coat of resentment who battles inanimate objects and would throw themselves into volcanoes before...
Continue reading...Folly: Pseudo-Mutuality, The Good years
It was a good week for pseudo-mutuality. The art of conflict resolution by waiting for it to go away. This is how we resolve our co-emotional problems. Fantasy Rules
Continue reading...Folly: Fantasy Rules
Fantasy gets us into a lot of trouble. Dreamworld is our world. Fantasy helps us connect the dots of life events. Everyone fantasies But What choice do we have we live inside our brains. Unique little universes walking around on two legs with unlimited space available. We can’t get into each other’s heads physically. The best we...
Continue reading...Folly: Raised By Wolves
Here’s the deal. We know what created us, We were raised by wolves. We get that Spent early life in survival mode ready to duck and cover in case things went awry. Children of nut bags like ours get our feelings & emotions twisted up like pretzels Not surprising we just might have issues with Forming Relationships...
Continue reading...Folly: Love of Art
We met in night school college art class 1975 Tall, Clint Eastwood looking dude, smart, nice guy, polite, well dressed, strong, silent, responsible type. Shared interests in art, science fiction, comedy, camping, liked our kids. Suffered from only-child disease. We called him our stalker in because he always just appeared and tagged along to classes and local...
Continue reading...Folly: New & Improved Life Achieved
Re-connected with W’s family Aunts, Uncles, Cousins We remembered them all and they remembered us. It was just like yesterday, only 10 years later. Convinced we had made the right decision for we and kids both. On the right track finally with a loving family and at last a Mom to safely call Mom. Kids were happy...
Continue reading...Folly: New Fantasy is Born
We held onto fantasy Dad for 9 years… during which time we constructed a brand new fantasy. Regret passing up on Wayne and his Mother Chance to live life in a close knit, loving family. 1986 contacted W via a sympathetic operator who put us in contact with potential MIL Jeanne Jeanette She was ecstatic, Said we...
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