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		<title>sleepblogging</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 03 Jul 2009 01:43:19 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[From Alice Miller&#8217;s book, &#8220;The Drama of the Gifted Child: The Search for the True Self&#8221; (more info): The newly won capacity to accept her feelings opens the way for the patient&#8217;s long-repressed needs and wishes to be actualized. Some of these needs cannot be satisfied in reality, since they are related to past situations. [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=qualiabared.wordpress.com&amp;blog=5190959&amp;post=76&amp;subd=qualiabared&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>the distance factor</title>
		<link>http://qualiabared.wordpress.com/2009/06/28/the-distance-factor/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 28 Jun 2009 04:14:49 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Last time, I wrote about the friend I realized I was irrevocably in love with despite that he never seemed entirely to approve of me, and that I was sure could not return my depth of feeling. How I let that eat away at me...

Soon after my epiphany, but before I might give away my predicament, he told me that he had begun seeing someone. A year or two later, they moved in together. Then one day last summer, during one of the most tumultuous periods of my life — the apex of which was my father's death two months previous — I heard this question enter my mind, completely unbidden while I had been thinking of other things: <em>Could I cope yet if they got engaged?</em> That summer, there were many startling coincidences between my thought and his movement. This one: within 24 hours of putting that question to myself, he had updated his profile on Facebook indicating that he was indeed engaged. Even as someone was saying "Yes," my answer turned out to be "No." I grieved harder than I had even over my dad's death — I forgive myself for this on the basis that it had been anticipated and he had been relieved of great suffering and anxiety — nor did the intensity abate for days. I remembered that scene in Sex In The City when Carrie vomits almost immediately upon learning that Mr. Big is engaged. Though I did not puke my feelings, I suddenly grasped the mind's assault on the body when it is shocked by this kind of news. Kind of like when you think you're over someone but then you see their name somewhere and your heart is instantly in your throat. It's like that, magnified.<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=qualiabared.wordpress.com&amp;blog=5190959&amp;post=64&amp;subd=qualiabared&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>almost over It</title>
		<link>http://qualiabared.wordpress.com/2009/03/11/almost-over-it/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 11 Mar 2009 05:24:30 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[These lyrics come from the latest addition to the mp3 playlist I use for sing-along/de-stressing sessions, a song by Ane Brun called The Puzzle: I walked into love I walked into a minefield I never heard of Her remains were spread out like the pieces of a puzzle it took her 365 days putting them [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=qualiabared.wordpress.com&amp;blog=5190959&amp;post=48&amp;subd=qualiabared&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>my name&#8217;s not Mary, but&#8230;</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 09 Dec 2008 06:00:03 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[A teacher told me once that I was contrary. I think it was in grade 6. I went home, looked up the word, and considered it a compliment. - &#8211; - &#8211; -<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=qualiabared.wordpress.com&amp;blog=5190959&amp;post=39&amp;subd=qualiabared&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>review not, lest ye be reviewed</title>
		<link>http://qualiabared.wordpress.com/2008/10/13/review-not-lest-ye-be-reviewed/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 13 Oct 2008 19:27:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Allow me to be humourless for a few paragraphs. &#8230;clearing of throat&#8230; Open letter to the critic I have loved, and other &#8216;reviewers&#8217; in general: I have outgrown your judgment of me. The only opinions I may let affect my estimation of me will be of those who possess empathy borne of experience. Nor am [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=qualiabared.wordpress.com&amp;blog=5190959&amp;post=12&amp;subd=qualiabared&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>you can&#8217;t spell Freud without feud, but you can have Scientology without science</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 12 Sep 2008 03:11:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I came across a great little column piece today, written by Bruce E. Levine at The Huffington Post. &#8220;Thinking Critically About Scientology, Psychiatry, and Their Feud&#8221; intelligently gets to the point of the source of the friction between society at large and those who counsel or medicate their patients for psychological distress; those who&#8230; &#8230;merely [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=qualiabared.wordpress.com&amp;blog=5190959&amp;post=11&amp;subd=qualiabared&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>web 2.0.1</title>
		<link>http://qualiabared.wordpress.com/2008/01/16/web-201/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 16 Jan 2008 22:26:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Revision notes: 1. I updated the post not a final testament, aka the Mother&#8217;s Day Special, today; added some lines, fixed a couple more. I know, it&#8217;s kinda sorta cheating, and you can be as rigid with your own blog as you like. 2. I now have a profile page on Facebook to go with [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=qualiabared.wordpress.com&amp;blog=5190959&amp;post=10&amp;subd=qualiabared&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>hard to know if he knows</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 28 Dec 2007 00:51:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I can relate to these lyrics all too well, as if the songwriter had traced a few brainwaves while I was thinking about the object of my unrequited love or the many reasons why I consider myself to be — new word! — unrequitable. This sampling of my psychic drivel, which I did not consent [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=qualiabared.wordpress.com&amp;blog=5190959&amp;post=9&amp;subd=qualiabared&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>sometimes I just know too much</title>
		<link>http://qualiabared.wordpress.com/2007/08/09/sometimes-i-just-know-too-much/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 09 Aug 2007 03:29:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I came across this blog post today that I really responded to, as I have a mild case of the crazies myself. Given the immense popularity of that Gnarls Barkley song last summer, I wonder how many other people do too even if they haven&#8217;t been designated a DSM label. Yet. Certain quarters of the [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=qualiabared.wordpress.com&amp;blog=5190959&amp;post=8&amp;subd=qualiabared&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>not a final testament</title>
		<link>http://qualiabared.wordpress.com/2007/06/01/not-a-final-testament/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 01 Jun 2007 23:32:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[And so ends the month of Mother's Day, one of the holiest days of the Hallmark calendar. The guilt-ridden obligations of this annual date and its esteemed place between religious observances is appropriate because my mom has put forth more mixed messages and guilt trips than the Old Testament. Sometimes the passages are completely contradictory, and the prescience of the holy book — which heretics refer to as 'self-fulfilling prophecy' — just supports my analogy.
<blockquote>Thou art a little bitch but also a wonderful, beloved daughter. Thou shalt be a disappointment unto thine boyfriends, and yet, when they leave, how could they value you not? Thou needeth to lose weight; thou art already beautiful — but thy beauty shall be more apparent with the loss of weight. Verily, I say unto you that you shall fail; despair not but believe in the power of positive thinking. You are cared for, yet tho ye ask for help paying thy medical bills, thou shalt not receive such unless thou hast made an exodus home to stay.</blockquote>
It goes on and on like a genealogy log in Genesis, while I await the mercy of a younger authority with a new testament. I suspect the majority of people who are products of a troubled childhood have children of their own in order to make the connection of unconditional love that was missing in their own family and to create a unsullied new chapter in the story cycle already produced by generations of dysfunction. <em>So not</em> a sufficient reason, by the way. Since I’ve decided to buck the trend, I will have to be my own younger authority and write my own testament.<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=qualiabared.wordpress.com&amp;blog=5190959&amp;post=7&amp;subd=qualiabared&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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