Hosptial~ma S & Sean

Sounds like "IN love"="obsession".

I've always been annoyed with the phrase "You're not in love with him/her, you only think you are." How the else do you tell if you're in love with someone unless you think you are? Is there an objective test? My mother used that line on me, and while I know now the guy I was with was a moron, I was still completely focused on him. So either I was in love or I was stupidly obsessed.

I've been in love with a moron so I can confirm it is indeed possible

there is a fine line between those things.

a fine line between love and obsession? I think the process of falling in love includes obsession and then as you continue the relationship the obsession fades.

well, so they say. I only know that because that's what people tell me. Personally, have never been with anyone long enough.

Holy fucking shit.

I know one of these men: [link] And this is the same fucking church that covered up shit that happened to me.

I hope prosecution is brought against the church. Hell, maybe it's time to come forward.

freaky. I grew up in DuPage county.

Holy carp, vw. I hope the fuckers are nailed to the nearest wall.

It sounds like the priest who told my sister and brother-in-law in pre-cana counseling that it didn't seem like they were in love because they were realistic about how marriage works.

Ugh. I hate that. I won't take a marriage prep couple if they aren't realistic. No point in planning for failure.

I use the PREPARE inventory to facilitate the realism. It may be generic and the company comes from a decidedly Christian bent, but there is real value in couples seeing the discrepancies in their mindsets in black and white.

I've only had one couple whose results were a clear "DANGER Will Robinson" predictor of failure. I told them straight up, because I completely agreed with the results. They were furious and stopped seeing me almost instantly. Then, they had a brief 'honeymoon' period where they reveled in their mutual, burning hate for me. In the end? I got a call from the woman about 3 months later, thanking me. I see the fellow regularly. He always has a smile on his face.

They were obsessed with each other...or rather, the idea of marriage. Thank goodness, they came to their senses.

Wanna know something else I hate? Me, at the moment.

I got up at 4, unable to sleep and worked diligently on a doggy lama email about this weekend's workshop. It was awesome. But I got pressed at the end and rushed to finish before a client came. I wasn't even dressed when she arrived. Awkward! (for me, she was fine)

Well. Somehow, I didn't hit the right buttons and sent out a pretty email only half with the new info and half with last months. I could die. So unprofessional appearing.

I sent out a quick follow up apologizing, but the damage is done. No biscuit for ME today. That's for damn sure.

Pardon me while I go find a shock collar for myself.