tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15680498.post2042509812752183789..comments2024-03-06T05:16:16.411-05:00Comments on car on the hill: Life: A NovelFrances Kuffelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14928021465309402200noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15680498.post-68642810258429882922010-05-11T17:45:50.501-04:002010-05-11T17:45:50.501-04:00Hi, I hope you see this way down here at the end. ...Hi, I hope you see this way down here at the end. Great bunch of writing. <br /><br />Is hating to leave home to do frustrating errands in foul weather agoraphobia? If so, sign me up. After I have nerved myself up to go out and about amongst 'em (and survived to return home) I reward myself with a sustaining cup of cheesecake. <br /><br />More and more I find myself making excuses to leave home. Do you think the cheesecake could have anything to do with this?Beahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15972291927652716856noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15680498.post-12447116823579142152010-05-11T09:00:39.141-04:002010-05-11T09:00:39.141-04:00I think you could publish an entire book of flower...I think you could publish an entire book of flowers and it would be exquiste. Thank you for writing about anxiety. It made me want to cry. My daughter has the disorder and I forget how it is for her on school mornings. Me so bent on everyone getting where they need to go and so on I feel so insensitive at times. Horribly. I have a version of it myself but it is not nearly like hers or what you describe. It is walk in the park by comparison. I love your writing. And having had much experience with razor wire, I love the Christmas card. thanksCindyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06400492104098347769noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15680498.post-69235691749241801722010-05-09T10:16:23.331-04:002010-05-09T10:16:23.331-04:00thinking of you today - are you doing okay? first...thinking of you today - are you doing okay? firsts/afters are really hard. And there are so many of them.Vickiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05452333714845476967noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15680498.post-9903076718792494962010-05-05T10:39:43.085-04:002010-05-05T10:39:43.085-04:00I suppose we pay therapists to scratch their heads...I suppose we pay therapists to scratch their heads and wonder about things we do/say/think. But sometimes (most times) a flower is blooming or closing because that's just the way God meant for it to do.<br /><br />Thinking about it, wondering about it and asking it WHY isn't going to make it more (or less!) beautiful and great-smelling. <br /><br />My therapist asked WHY sometimes, but he also smiled at me and said "Well done" too. :)Elisahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12180829634228467810noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15680498.post-68757426799384832792010-05-04T13:42:52.804-04:002010-05-04T13:42:52.804-04:00the photo (xmas card) gave me a chuckle - because ...the photo (xmas card) gave me a chuckle - because I agree it is an outstanding pic - and because I could totally see him scratching his head wondering what it meant. thanks for adding it to the postVickiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05452333714845476967noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15680498.post-41252637832330233212010-05-04T09:16:08.934-04:002010-05-04T09:16:08.934-04:00As an artist I LOVE the Christmas card picture and...As an artist I LOVE the Christmas card picture and perhaps you can print some up and sell them on the side? ($$$) I'd send those. I'd even send one of my own to Dr. Sideways. (Take that you overanalyzing prat!) LOL.<br /><br />Don't second-guess yourself. Dr. Sideways seems to make you do that. From experience I can tell you that second-guessing uses a LOT of energy and can make your fears worse.<br /><br />When you're stressing, let me know when you're up for Monopoly. Chances are I'm stressing too.<br /><br />*whispering* And typos? Um...end of Ch.1.<br /><br />((hugs))<br /><br />ElisaElisahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12180829634228467810noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15680498.post-25292339582653205152010-05-03T17:45:18.449-04:002010-05-03T17:45:18.449-04:00As one of the 250, I can only say that your Xmas m...As one of the 250, I can only say that your Xmas message was the one that resonated, the one that called me back again and again. This despite my pathological happiness and absolute lack of faith. It is a true message and I could feel it calling out to me on that sideways frequency. You suffer to make that message heard, and I'm grateful to you for it.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10147284664183496856noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15680498.post-63890570322238383002010-05-03T15:58:51.244-04:002010-05-03T15:58:51.244-04:00Frances,
I have been following your blog for year...Frances,<br /><br />I have been following your blog for years, and I must say that I love your writing style, The thoughts you put on paper are so worth waiting for. I've been through an agoraphobic phase in my life (it's still there a bit), so I understand the effort that goes into some of your activities (particularly your book interviews and travel). The fact that you sent out 250 Christmas cards--WOW--you must have lots of people who are in your life! Best to you...<br />JaneE. Janehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04079110676794095541noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15680498.post-18748993856134041882010-05-03T15:09:16.048-04:002010-05-03T15:09:16.048-04:00I loved my therapist...loved her loved her loved h...I loved my therapist...loved her loved her loved her. I almost want to go back to regular panic attacks just so I have an excuse to go talk to her...almost. But not quite. Okay, not even close. I did love that she never overanalyzed...and have you ever noticed how the word "analyze" is built from the word "anal". How very...appropriate. <br /><br />Panic disorder sucks. People who don't have it can't ever quite grasp how much it sucks, and even those who do never understand exactly, because it sucks for different people in different ways and to varying degrees. But there's no question that it sucks.<br /><br />I will say, though, that even when you don't leave the house for days, Frances, you still have a way of touching and reaching more people than most of us do running around in public all day long. Not sure what my point is, just thought I would mention it. :-)<br /><br />Hugs.<br /><br />V.Valerienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15680498.post-82160363078134462712010-05-03T13:36:17.579-04:002010-05-03T13:36:17.579-04:00One year I planted over 500 tulips and the squirre...One year I planted over 500 tulips and the squirrels dug/ate them all. Several years later a squirrel planted ONE lone tulip bulb in one of the flower beds. It is still there. It comes up every year. It has yet to bud/bloom. <br /><br />I think of you each spring when my beds start to unfold, green and bloom. I have loved all your pics over the years.<br /><br />Speaking of pics - did I miss the link to the xmas card photo? because of course now I am dying to see it. <br />I don't think I could come up with 50 people to send xmas card - let alone 250. I assume yours was a fix of blogland, bookland, neighborhood, dogland, family and friends. But even with those and any other categories I missed - 250 is a boatload of people!<br /><br />do I remember correctly that your first shrink was a man and that the one before this was a woman - ? And I guess I don't know if there were many/any between - ? How goes it with MALE shrink? I ask that 100% because I live with a male husband. . .and have to explain/translate the world of women constantly. I don't think I could take translating the world of anxiety AND the world of women. but maybe yours gets it. (I could totally see a gay shrink getting it).Vickiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05452333714845476967noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15680498.post-83301714142863331152010-05-03T13:28:44.730-04:002010-05-03T13:28:44.730-04:00Sideways or not, I love the way you write. Very c...Sideways or not, I love the way you write. Very creative.bestgrandkidseverhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09629470070775314321noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15680498.post-54953832989719254122010-05-03T13:24:36.860-04:002010-05-03T13:24:36.860-04:00Frances, just wanted to say I so agree with Chapte...Frances, just wanted to say I so agree with Chapter Four. I love therapy, but my least favorite part is the therapist pointing a finger at you and trying for deeper insight of certain choices that you just don't have, or want right now.<br /><br />I love you!<br />Marlamarlequinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17582395408313992688noreply@blogger.com