Friday, July 21, 2006
This morning, my husband actually told me, in so many words, that I didn't know what it was like out there in Real World Land and, therefore, in the white-collar work world. I beg to differ. We who are chronically ill, disabled, or both are often more aware of what it's like in Real World Land than the healthy and able-bodied. We have to learn (at least from the experiences of others) about things that the healthy and able-bodied are either unable or unwilling to acknowledge and/or confront in... Sign in to see full entry.
You're the only one who feels that way
Many years ago, Wayne Dyer was an excellent popular author. He was able to quit being a school and clinical psychologist because he started earning massive royalties from books such as Your Erroneous Zones and Pulling Your Own Strings. I don't like any of his later books; they're way too off-the-wall and New Age. (He has admitted that the approach he took for writing Inspiration, one of his latest books, is to sit in front of his computer with his word-processing program open and just write. He... Sign in to see full entry.
Weeping, wailing and gnashing of teeth
I'm in an awful mood. I'm tense. I'm jumpy. I'm about to have a meltdown. This morning, I was again advised to take a series of action steps, this time so my husband could prove he was serious about his career. He did not mention any ways he could improve himself so he could achieve a better job title or a better-paying job somewhere else. I had to do that. If I host or attend frequent parties, or attend many board meetings for charity, I'm exposing myself to potentially lethal bugs that might... Sign in to see full entry.