"You Can Be Your Own Counselor"
Feb. 3rd, 2005 03:33 pmAbused Women by Ginny Nicarthy and Sue Davidson
Professionals can be lifesavers at times. But sooner or later, it's up to you to help yourself.( Read more... )
Feb. 3, 2005
UB and 	sineater's back and forth about how she appreciates how hard he 	is
working so hard to become teh man she wants him to be, and he 	knows
that she is the only person in teh world who loves and 	appreciates
him bla bla, sad sad.
And then here comes 	kaleon with his little nasty post.
[02 Feb 2005|08:30pm]
[ 	mood | thankful ]
[ music | DJ Cubert and the Skratchpickles ]
I 	am such a lucky man to have someone like Carol to spend time 	with.
She has never once pressured me into anything, nor has she 	ever guilt-
tripped me or brow-beat me. I know that I can share 	anything I want
with her without being afraid of what she'll say 	and I feel that if
either of us has a problem or finds something 	that the other one
likes to do that we don't, neither of us will 	try to force the other
one into partaking in it. She's also a 	wonderful editor, not letting
her own ego take control of her 	work and turning it into her work
instead of mine, instead 	preserving my own style foremost. It's
wonderful to have someone 	who will read over my stuff and fix the
problems that actually 	*need* fixing while leaving alone those things
that do not hinder 	the reader's understanding of the works but
instead defines a 	certain writer's style. I must say that she is the
least 	egotistical english major that I think I have ever met,
especially 	when you factor in that she is a wonderful graphic and
textural 	artist to boot. She spends time on her appearance on top of
all 	of this. I have yet to see her without a bra on in public 	and
without at least a hint of makeup on. She has confidence and 	pride in
herself and radiates that. She showers and bathes 	regularly, wears
beautiful things to bed that make me blush, and 	washes her clothes
before wearing them. To find someone who still 	takes such pride in
herself is a gift that I can not begin to be 	thankful enough for
after some of my past experiences. I can't 	wait till I can get down
there and see her again, (and see her 	gift she picked up for me at
victoria's secret too), touch her 	again, taste her, smell her and
wrap myself around her like a 	blanket in the winter wind.
Feb. 3, 2005
UB and sineater's back and forth about how she appreciates how hard 	he is
working so hard to become teh man she wants him to be, and 	he knows
that she is the only person in teh world who loves and 	appreciates
him bla bla, sad sad.
And then here comes 	Kaleon with his little nasty post.
[02 Feb 2005|08:30pm]
[ 	mood | thankful ]
[ music | DJ Cubert and the Skratchpickles ]
I 	am such a lucky man to have someone like Carol to spend time 	with.
She has never once pressured me into anything, nor has she 	ever guilt-
tripped me or brow-beat me. I know that I can share 	anything I want
with her without being afraid of what she'll say 	and I feel that if
either of us has a problem or finds something 	that the other one
likes to do that we don't, neither of us will 	try to force the other
one into partaking in it. She's also a 	wonderful editor, not letting
her own ego take control of her 	work and turning it into her work
instead of mine, instead 	preserving my own style foremost. It's
wonderful to have someone 	who will read over my stuff and fix the
problems that actually 	*need* fixing while leaving alone those things
that do not hinder 	the reader's understanding of the works but
instead defines a 	certain writer's style. I must say that she is the
least 	egotistical english major that I think I have ever met,
especially 	when you factor in that she is a wonderful graphic and
textural 	artist to boot. She spends time on her appearance on top of
all 	of this. I have yet to see her without a bra on in public 	and
without at least a hint of makeup on. She has confidence and 	pride in
herself and radiates that. She showers and bathes 	regularly, wears
beautiful things to bed that make me blush, and 	washes her clothes
before wearing them. To find someone who still 	takes such pride in
herself is a gift that I can not begin to be 	thankful enough for
after some of my past experiences. I can't 	wait till I can get down
there and see her again, (and see her 	gift she picked up for me at
victoria's secret too), touch her 	again, taste her, smell her and
wrap myself around her like a 	blanket in the winter wind.