Constantly getting High on something is a sign that there's an issue within someone. Joan moved in with John over a decade ago. Joan used to be bright minded, full of life, wanting to be social with everyone she met. John on the other hand had always been somewhat of an anti-authoritarian. Refusing to go... Continue Reading →
A lot of us tend to want to follow celebrities, where they are, what they're doing, what they look like now and in general, we tend to follow their lives. In short, we can often come to think of them as friends or ours, idols and even up to the rankings of "gods" in some... Continue Reading →
When someone estranges themselves from others when there's no abuse or neglect, it's often because their histories have been re-written or someone else is behind it all. Parents are not the ones to blame in these cases.
A "revolution" doesn't mean that there's a physical march, protest or anything that we can think of that used to be a method. It can mean that people from all over the world, get the word out to one another as well as to professionals of all sorts, not simply medical health professionals. Society needs... Continue Reading →
I really don't like to categorize everyone because people are different. Circumstances are different but, in the case of an adult estranging from their parents, short of true abuse (physical, mental or emotional) there are few reasons for anyone to find the need to distance themselves from someone else. Yes, I know that it's considered... Continue Reading →
I've been on both sides of the coin in every conceivable way imaginable. As a child, I saw both love and abuse. Being a parent, meant that I gave up a lot in order to be a parent while still wrestling with my own past demons as well as trying to change how I parented,... Continue Reading →
Love Yourself First! "Awwwwwww". That's about the extent of the opinions and feedback that many people will give you, even so-called friends. Give them 10 minutes though and they'll pile on their issues like a fire takes over a room full of old, dry paper. I recently called someone I thought was a friend. After... Continue Reading →