Back in the 1960s, I had a problem...and it stemmed from living with a violent dictator who told me what time to get up, what time to go to bed, how to dress, how to cook, how to vote, etc. He was a totla control freak.. He gave me no money for myself, but loved paying to have me see a pyschologist and then a psychiatrist. It was a case …
Back in the 1960s, I had a problem...and it stemmed from living with a violent dictator who told me what time to get up, what time to go to bed, how to dress, how to cook, how to vote, etc. He was a totla control freak.. He gave me no money for myself, but loved paying to have me see a pyschologist and then a psychiatrist. It was a case of "Look at me I am fine, I don't go to a shrink, but my wife does." I went to a psychologist for 15 months and he dismissed me...and said that I was fine. "Now let's get your husband in here." However, my husband refused to go. Then he sent me to a psychiatrist. The psychiatrist I went to prescribed lithium, which my husband wanted me to take. I was very upset, because he was paying the psychiatrist weekly, but gave me absolutely no money for myself. This wimp of a psychiatrist later on started a group, which was cheaper...and he wanted everyone to sit around every week extolling on the virtues of lithium. I told the peope there...it made me feel like I was pregnant all the time. I also wrote a paper entitled Living Up to One's Highest Potential...and gave it to another person in the group...and the man disappeared and never came back. I stayed in a loveless marriage for 21 miserable years....then I walked and told him to keep the house and everything. All I wanted was my freedom. Life is all about learning...and I have no regrets, because I learned a great deal about survival and many other things from sticking it out. The truth is - we are here to learn and to grow. Everything we go through is a learning situation. My marriage was destined...the day I met my husband - I told my sister and a friend that tonight I was going to meet 'someone"...and I met him. I guess I had a lot to learn. The major lesson that I got out of this marriage..was the skill of organization. I heard it a thousand times..."There's a place for everything and everything has a place." This was something I did need to learn.
You asked what has this to do with Steve's data? ...My experience with the psychiatric field starting back in the sixties...the drug orientation..and the desperation for hanging on to a client to make a buck. Life hands us all learning experiences...which should open our eyes. Now more and more people are seeing now that it is money (and power) above all else that is driving the drug industry, which keeps on pushing its toxic products. It makes unproven claims and finally people are questioning them. This is how the story was connected to Steve.. He questions things too...and he learned from experience...going from someone who trusted to someone who questioned.
Back in the 1960s, I had a problem...and it stemmed from living with a violent dictator who told me what time to get up, what time to go to bed, how to dress, how to cook, how to vote, etc. He was a totla control freak.. He gave me no money for myself, but loved paying to have me see a pyschologist and then a psychiatrist. It was a case of "Look at me I am fine, I don't go to a shrink, but my wife does." I went to a psychologist for 15 months and he dismissed me...and said that I was fine. "Now let's get your husband in here." However, my husband refused to go. Then he sent me to a psychiatrist. The psychiatrist I went to prescribed lithium, which my husband wanted me to take. I was very upset, because he was paying the psychiatrist weekly, but gave me absolutely no money for myself. This wimp of a psychiatrist later on started a group, which was cheaper...and he wanted everyone to sit around every week extolling on the virtues of lithium. I told the peope there...it made me feel like I was pregnant all the time. I also wrote a paper entitled Living Up to One's Highest Potential...and gave it to another person in the group...and the man disappeared and never came back. I stayed in a loveless marriage for 21 miserable years....then I walked and told him to keep the house and everything. All I wanted was my freedom. Life is all about learning...and I have no regrets, because I learned a great deal about survival and many other things from sticking it out. The truth is - we are here to learn and to grow. Everything we go through is a learning situation. My marriage was destined...the day I met my husband - I told my sister and a friend that tonight I was going to meet 'someone"...and I met him. I guess I had a lot to learn. The major lesson that I got out of this marriage..was the skill of organization. I heard it a thousand times..."There's a place for everything and everything has a place." This was something I did need to learn.
I’m sorry for what you went through but I’m curious what your experience has to do with Steve’s data?
You asked what has this to do with Steve's data? ...My experience with the psychiatric field starting back in the sixties...the drug orientation..and the desperation for hanging on to a client to make a buck. Life hands us all learning experiences...which should open our eyes. Now more and more people are seeing now that it is money (and power) above all else that is driving the drug industry, which keeps on pushing its toxic products. It makes unproven claims and finally people are questioning them. This is how the story was connected to Steve.. He questions things too...and he learned from experience...going from someone who trusted to someone who questioned.
Holy Smokes. What a story. Hope others read/ponder your post.
It took 2 painful decades, but ultimately you came out ahead. Bigger, badder, smarter and stronger. And, more importantly, a better person.
Am I offbase?
Good job