Keep Your Hands Offa My Mojo

[orangedog]

There's a theme here. The other is too damn tied up in their own universe to pay attention. It starts long before the bomb. They leave long before they leave.

SP - W didn't pay attention to his work.
A&K - H gone Hollywood.
Think'r - W emotionally checked out.
...and on and on.

O'dog and the She were always independent - both were the only-child till age five. But O'dog still grumbles how he didn't get support or encouragement for his issues. She rarely showed sympathy for anyone with so much as a sniffles. (How fitting her job is to legally fight insurance claims). "Why don't you just get f'in better?" After a while O'dog quit discussing his issues except the bare bones, "I'm on a new Rx. I need one responsible adult I see on a regular basis to know." Right after the bomb, even that was too much. The She showed up a p-doc visit to answer some questions but that was the very end. She stated her counselor (who she saw twice in her life) told her O'dog's problems were O'dog's problems, not hers. Kinda like tough-love for an substance abuse problem but incorrectly applied IMO.

The She is long-gone as far as discussing problems of any sort. O'dog shares nothing - what Rx I'm on or even who my pdoc is (actually nobody knows this), what my $ sitch is, what's going on at work, etc.

It was so easy to talk with WomanFriend. Someone who wouldn't lower the boom every time I brought something up. Without the baggage it was so easy to communicate. It was so easy to FEEL something other than regret and humiliation.