No, Puppy, you're absolutely right. I am rescuing. Or, if not "rescuing," then certainly tossing a life-ring from the stern of my ship as it passes her in the night.
And why not? She's a fine person, all else being equal. I love her. She brought me two wonderful -- if increasingly frustrating and sassy kids (D6 was musing yesterday in the back of Dad's Urban Assault Vehicle, AKA, mini-van: I don't get it. Why does the Mommy need the Daddy if the baby is in her tummy? Noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!).
She's in pain. First, do no harm. All I'm offering her is an aspirin -- it's not getting at the underlying pathology.
And she knows that. So it's good.
Anyway, I can only be myself, right? Everyone else is already taken. And on a serious note, re-reading my first 3 threads, I realize now that this was one of my biggest hurdles -- I couldn't deal with a lot of the DB "method" because it seemed not to square with who I am. (Yeah, yeah, I get the whole "WAS doesn't want who LBS is 'for real'" thing, but still.....) It wasn't until I figured out that the trick is to apply, and not comply, that I started (IMO) making progress for me.
