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me: I feel all of this anger since this recent financial f*%! up by the Outgoing Husband. Since I found out about it, I’ve been all clenched and angry. I don’t want to feel like this – I haven’t felt this way lately. In fact, I thought I was letting go of feeling like this.
therapist: Where do you feel it? What does it look like?
me: In my jaw. It’s tight, like metal. It reminds me of some combination of my dad [he was a class jaw grinder] and William F. Buckley.
therapist: What’s its job – this metal jaw?
me: To protect me and help me do “the right thing”, especially with regard to money. It’s directly in opposition to Alex’s laissez faire attitude about finances. He’s Jerry Garcia and I’m William F. Buckley. I don’t want to be William F. Buckley, but I don’t see much choice; someone has to keep us from going down the dark hole of utter indebtedness.
therapist: So the iron jaw has a worthy role, but what’s the drawback? Why don’t you like it? Read the rest of this entry »
