The Doctor is in

[Fela Meason]

*puts on spectacles and pulls out a steno pad* Welcome to The Therapist Chair.

Against one wall sits a straight backed chair covered in stripes, the other wall holds a lounger covered in overstuffed pillows. There is a table next to it with tissues and stress toys.

"have a seat my lovelies. Tell mama Gann all your worries."

Life gets us down sometimes, and so does role playing. Our partners disappear, sometimes we don't get the experience we want and sometimes life just gets in the way of this glorious addiction. When you just want to scream FML (Mizahar style) feel free to do it here. Vent to your little hearts content. There will be no Judgment here.

*Fluffs the pillows and takes a seat in the straight backed chair*

[Gossamer]

*wanders in, stretches out, sits down*

Men. More specifically, their driving.
Why is it growing up I had to contend with a Grandfather who never used maps but gave directions of the kind 'turn right by the falling down barn, left by that big tree, right just before a bend in the road, and then another right into the driveway... the house is green... or was it yellow? Anyhow, you should be able to find it no problem."

Later in life, I had to contend with my father's driving. His constituted pointing and going 'Look at the elk!" while nearly running us off the road. Mid-lanechange, unintentional of course, he'd cover his butt by throwing on his blinker and giving everyone a 'I meant to do that look...'.

Now, that I'm all grown up and married, I have to deal with a husband behind the wheel of a ranger with a ton of hay strapped to the bed driving down the road trying to dig a splinter out when he could have easily waited for the ten minutes it took to get home, actually get tweezers, and pull it out. This avoids running us off the road, btw, this show of patience and waiting until home.

Men. Driving. Ugh.

*gets up, smiles cause she feels better getting that off her chest, and wanders out*

[Fela Meason]

*Nods and smiles at Gossamer as she leaves and starts to write up a bill of service to be mailed at a later date*

I know how you feel. I have a close friend of mine who's driving makes me want to get right with Jesus/deity of your choice. He's a very nervous OCD little person so he get's very flustered while driving and comes close to killing us each time we crawl into that car. I do adore him, but I like someone else to do the driving.



On a side note, I will also accept DMs for posts that you want to keep anonymous. Kinda like Dear Abby where the therapist will answer your questions and prescribe the cure

*please keep questions lighthearted, not to be confused with real professional help.

[Silvy]

Hi Doc!

Flops on the couch, drumming her fingers on her legs. I went from 100 lbs to 118 in the last 3 months. I'm not pregnant, I'm active, and my eating hasn't changed. At my checkup about 6 months ago, my doctor said I should be between 90 and 115. I was 108 at the time. Now don't get me wrong--I'm not normally weight obsessed but it's very unusual for me to gain more than 2 pounds and not drop it again in a week.

Should I buy a mumu to go over my bathing suit now?

[Serrif Von Chatlyn]

*Sits in corner head in hands shaking his head gently not knowing where to start*

My in laws are driving me insane…and they aren’t even my in laws yet.

Most people say that I know; and the in laws do something stupid like I dunno cook food a certain way or something else. Where I can see that these things are indeed frustrating and such this is not the kind of ‘insanity’ I am talking about. What I am referring to is much much worse.

Her mother is mentally and emotionally abusive to my future wife. I’ve NEVER heard her say a single positive thing toward or about my wife to be. NEVER heard her say anything positive about or to me about anything I’ve done. Including when I go there all the work I do to help them out, buying them groceries occasionally, pressure spraying their pool deck etc… Her mother constantly abuses her and there is nothing I can do because I feel if I stand up it will only make things worse and ostracize my wife from her 3 sisters and 1 brother. What makes it worse is my father in law doesn’t seem to care or notice what she is doing to my wife much less care. I feel I HAVE to protect her and to the chivalrous thing yet I can’t. I lose sleep at night because of this constant worry about what her mother will do next to terrorize my future wife….

For example my mother in law knew for over a year and a half of our wedding arrangements. She knew where when and how we would have our wedding. She told us she made the arrangements, and the church confirmed this. However she didn’t put down a payment on it; my wife couldn’t because she was in Jacksonville attending the University of North Florida and couldn’t do it from there. So her mom didn’t put a payment down, which we paid her for. So the church cleared us off the calendar. Her mother was informed of this in January. However she didn’t feel it in her heart to tell us at all. My future wife found this out herself 3 days ago when she picked up the phone at her parents house to answer it for them. Our wedding is on the 23rd of THIS MONTH!!!

I could excuse them not helping pay for our wedding, her education that we paid for by working 3 full time jobs while going to collage; IF they didn't take elaborate trips where they took everyone (3 sisters and a brother) EXCEPT my wife to be. In the last 3 years they took a 2 week vacation to Hawaii, 2 week vacation to New York, 1 week vacation to Germany, and a 2 and a half week cruise in the Bahamas and Cayman Islands. IF they didn't do these kind of things I COULD excuse them for not financially helping us.

I’m literally at ends with my in-laws and at the point where I literally can hardly sleep, much less function at a normal human level. I just feel so…Angry? But it is a justified anger. I hurt for my future wife; I literally feel like my heart has been ripped out and stomped on for her constantly. But I know my wife is worth the trouble; because I really do love her. But the mental and physical toll is incredible.

[Fela Meason]

No way my silly girl! Be proud of your body and flaunt it in a classy way. If you are suffering from high levels of stress it can help put on the pounds, but 118? lovely. :3

I rocked a bathing suit two piece till I hit about 200 lbs. My best advice? Don't stress about it and don't try to diet, just eat healthy. No calorie restriction unless your doctor says so.

Stay beautiful,

Mamma Gann.

Hi Doc!

Flops on the couch, drumming her fingers on her legs. I went from 100 lbs to 118 in the last 3 months. I'm not pregnant, I'm active, and my eating hasn't changed. At my checkup about 6 months ago, my doctor said I should be between 90 and 115. I was 108 at the time. Now don't get me wrong--I'm not normally weight obsessed but it's very unusual for me to gain more than 2 pounds and not drop it again in a week.

Should I buy a mumu to go over my bathing suit now?

[Silvy]

Thanks Mamma Gann. I just didn't want to scare any young children! Are these tissues free? *takes a few* Thanks again!

[Fela Meason]

*pats on you on the back* Most people say they know what you mean but haven't been through it. I feel your pain, my fiance's mother has ensured that he wont go to college till he is over 23 by not filing her taxes and lying to both him and the government. To make a very long and aggravating story short: I hate his mother.

I can tell from this post she really means a lot of you, and I think if she feels the same it will be good for her and help with the healing process to have someone supportive in her life when her parents are not filling the role themselves. *offers a cookie* chin up. Remember life is always in balance. When something turns sour like this, means something good is just around the corner.

Life may seem like it's only full of bad things, and that's because in our mind it shadows over all the good things. When you feel like nothing is going right, think about something good. Like how pretty the weather was today, or how beautiful your future bride is . Just make it a point everyday to remember every good thing that has happened.

Now all that being said, I wont lie to you. It is going to be hard. Very hard. You have to be strong and move on and through all the problems piling up. Sometimes relationships are going to hurt, you will fight, you will cry and you will laugh. But you wanna know something? That just proves it's a normal functioning relationship. I'm afraid of people who have perfect relationships and never have any pain, I'm afraid but I also know it's just not going to work out for them. So bear that in mind, it's going to be a rough road but you just have to be honest.

***edited for length***

*Sits in corner head in hands shaking his head gently not knowing where to start*

My in laws are driving me insane…and they aren’t even my in laws yet....
I’m literally at ends with my in-laws and at the point where I literally can hardly sleep, much less function at a normal human level. I just feel so…Angry? But it is a justified anger. I hurt for my future wife; I literally feel like my heart has been ripped out and stomped on for her constantly. But I know my wife is worth the trouble; because I really do love her. But the mental and physical toll is incredible.

Off topic note: Sorry if my posts seems grammatically off tonight, my health is not top notch so neither is my concentration. Just smack me and point out any awkward sentences.

[Tarelde]

*sits down heavily, head hung low*

Hey Doc. I feel useless....oh and fat. Definitely fat. I weigh 155 lbs at 5'10" at 21 years of age (be 22 this year)....so fat. In any case I drink 12-14 hours a day, I don't work, not that I need to, but still and sleep for 4 hours at most. I tell myself I'm smart, but I just don't feel that way, I graduated from Stockholm University, but saying so doesn't make me feel better when I feel like I'm giving myself a slow, painful, death. I have a fiance and he trys to comfort me, he does his best, I love him, but I don't feel comforted. To sum it up, I feel like a "young" (that word is relative), lazy, stupid, drunken *insert colorful word here*. I'm told I don't give enough credit to myself, but how do I give credit when I have no credit to give?

*sobs a little and grabs a tissue*

[Serrif Von Chatlyn]

If nothing else it is good to know I am not alone in this. I love her; I really do. And that's the only reason this hurts so much. Thank you for the encouragement.