shrinkette
graduate
@ Butterfly... Tango lessons??!!! LOL, surely you jest. Even with all those bells and whistles and robots and pain killer medicine injected directly into wound, who knows? I'm ''up there' age-wise and, as I've said, a mushy slug to boot. So it remains to be seen. My fervent wish is controllable pain, being allowed to go home instead of to a rehab, few if any bumps in the post-op road, no big, bad surprises during surgery (like undiagnosed tumors, bones breaking, breathing stopping, blood clotting -- you know, bad stuff!), AND not hobbling around like Quasimodo's twin sister anymore! Hopefully, all will go as expected and I will live to tell MY stories, which I hope are not TOO remarkable unless they're fantastically great.
Chocolate is the essence of life. Trust me. I don't/can't keep it in the house, either. And no freezer ever stopped ME! But I digress.
Regarding your fears and anxieties: I have told you that I do the same thing. In my business it's called "catastrophizing". I can only speak for myself, but maybe you can relate: I think that with me, it's a self-protection mechanism of some kind... call it a coping skill, even. I think it's our way of readying ourselves for the worst -- If we can think of or verbalize these worst-case scenarios, we are emotionally "preparing" ourselves for that eventuality. In some weird way, on a sub-conscious level, it serves to soften the blow. Obviously, this is self-defeating, unproductive behavior, yet we indulge in it. And, like any learned behavior, we do it because we get some kind of an emotional payoff, a secondary gain. I've told you what I think that is. Maybe it will resonate with you.
Well, that concludes tonight's lecture. Please pay at the door... It's tax deductible.
Hope you get some answers and better yet, relief on all fronts. You're a tough cookie... You've proven it. And don't you dare fold just when I'm gonna need you!!! Kidding, of course. Sleep tight. I'm thinking now of Dickinson, about to have her op in Jerusalem. Hope it goes well.
Love,
Ellen
Chocolate is the essence of life. Trust me. I don't/can't keep it in the house, either. And no freezer ever stopped ME! But I digress.
Regarding your fears and anxieties: I have told you that I do the same thing. In my business it's called "catastrophizing". I can only speak for myself, but maybe you can relate: I think that with me, it's a self-protection mechanism of some kind... call it a coping skill, even. I think it's our way of readying ourselves for the worst -- If we can think of or verbalize these worst-case scenarios, we are emotionally "preparing" ourselves for that eventuality. In some weird way, on a sub-conscious level, it serves to soften the blow. Obviously, this is self-defeating, unproductive behavior, yet we indulge in it. And, like any learned behavior, we do it because we get some kind of an emotional payoff, a secondary gain. I've told you what I think that is. Maybe it will resonate with you.
Well, that concludes tonight's lecture. Please pay at the door... It's tax deductible.
Hope you get some answers and better yet, relief on all fronts. You're a tough cookie... You've proven it. And don't you dare fold just when I'm gonna need you!!! Kidding, of course. Sleep tight. I'm thinking now of Dickinson, about to have her op in Jerusalem. Hope it goes well.
Love,
Ellen
United States
