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Tuesday, February 8, 2011

How do you spell relief?

Snow crazies.  It sounds like we are in for another round of ice and precip so "gird your loins".  Bad weather makes people in Dallas bat shi** crazy, as was evidenced Saturday when I went to the grocery store.  I haven't heard that many cars honking at each other, the finger flying, or that many stressed out people, ever.  And that was just from ice and snow.  You could tell everyone had endured way too much togetherness at home, were bored out of their minds, and just down right grumpy.   This seemed to be more than just cabin fever--people were just almost postal.  Even my grocery checker, Steve, was about to have a melt down.  Yes, he is high maintenance and, yes, a customer had been overly rude to him, but I can usually talk him down out of the tree tops and get him laughing about something ridiculous.  Not this time.

So, here's my solution.  I think everyone should be required to go to "therapy" for at least 6 sessions, quarterly, to keep us all from hurting each other or ourselves.  Hey...it could even be group therapy to facilitate numbers  And you get assigned to a group--you don't get to pick one.  If you know someone or are related to someone in the group, you get reassigned.  Everything is confidential, only first names are used, and sessions last 2 hours each week, with a short break.  You get to say whatever is on your mind and no one gets to comment, tell you that you're wrong, or being stupid, silly, selfish, etc.  They just listen, and when it's their turn, they get the same "gift".  Total acceptance and relief at dropping their load.  And, if people want to learn ways to improve their situation, they can ask for other people's experience, that worked for them.  Still--no judgment, no criticism, all confidential. And, it's free.

Now, are there some problems with my idea?  Sure...but it's just a borrowed idea.  But it works.  It really does.

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