why 365 reasons to smile?

Part way through ‘therapy’ last year, the shrink suggested I do a type of diary thingy, that involved documenting in a day, 3 things. What I was grateful for What I enjoyed What made me smile Now these are my abbreviated and re-analysed ‘What I’s’…she had more technical and flouncy psychological linguistics for them…in a…

you did what? … well that was fucking awesome! … good on yah!

Said No-one ever … well not today anyway … well alright, slightly over dramatised … said no-one today, that mattered anyway! Why the tanty?? I had a gi-normous day today … profoundly difficult and profoundly victorious, in more than one way! The long-awaited ACC assessment – that I laid a complaint about – that has…

Experimenter..

I watched ‘Experimenter’ the other day …  true story about the social psychologist Stanley Milgram. I studied his book and experiments when I did Psychology and Sociology … 2 different reasons of course. In Milgrims 1961 ‘experiments’, he looked at humans ‘willingness to obey’. This was measured by the willingness to electrocute another person, if…

the last one … apparently

Would have been nice to have a decent heads up … but oh well. Apparently todays session with the shrink (psychologist) was the last one. As it turns out, ACC don’t allocate so many sessions, they allocate a timeframe … and apparently that timeframe is up. Did they let me know … No. Did they…

the day that was, is, and thank fuck is nearly over ;)

A cunt of a day is nearly done and dusted … thank fuck for that! After my discussion with the shrink last week, this was my first appointment back. And it was productive :) We went over our ‘misunderstanding’ in more depth and I got to hear a bit about her line of work ~…

slice of humble pie ;)

I finally ‘responded’ to my grievance with the shrink. It went a little something like this  … hit it : The following has been bugging me since our last appointment, and I need to explain as it may effect how i view future treatment. 1. At our last appointment I told you a bit about…

introspection interlude ~ bring on the food

So, as I sit here typing, with a face full of the only thing my attempt at gardening produced this season …. one zucchini! … one would think I’m having a healthy, self fulfilled, self-indulgent moment … However I’ve fried the fuck out of said zucchini with half a pound of butter and lathered it…

un / diplomatic

the diplomatic part of me [and that’s pretty slim] says… she’s entitled to her opinion she’s entitled to have her say she’s entitled to correct or ‘chastise’   the undiplomatic part of me [which is well obese] says…   fuck that shit she can eat a fat one!