Did I tell that I am angry, I sure think I did.
Yeah, I need to see a therapist, got me an appointment with a psychiatrist, not a psychologist. Normally a family doctor have you a referral for a psychologist, and if needed this one will send you for a psychiatrist.
But on my request, my family doctor had no objections to hand me a referral for a psychiatrist. Getting angry, manipulating, its a big part of the problem.
I need
be more effective on my aggression then androcur. Maybe there are other medications to get it under control, or maybe I need a therapy. But at least I need a psychiatrist as he can deal with medications, and explain me clearly about the possibilities.
Only some weeks ago, as I came to my home in Vietnam, a young boy was sitting outside my door on the stairs. He was in a terrible condition.
I knew him very well, I had missed him, and I had been looking for him since I was back at Vietnam.
I know him and his family for long years, and six months ago his mother who has been sick for more then ten years has passed away. The family has fallen apart. Tinh, 19 years old borrows his own room now, he found a job. Seeing his dad maybe one time in 14 days and separated from his brothers and sisters,he had fallen into that famous deep space as one starts to realize that gone is gone forever, and he could fall extreme hard and deep as there was no family left to support. It took me almost two hours, holding him in my arms outside my home to calm him down a little. "I miss my mother, I am sad, I want to die"
People near my home and a lot of children were looking as I hold him, kissed him and have him cry, his head on my lap. I ordered Ph**** to get us some iced-tea. After a little drink, Tinh asked me if he could spend the night with me, and I was happy to agree as in no way I wanted to send him out in this condition. As we went to bed, I hold him in my arms, as I did seven years ago.
His family who got alarmed by other people went to his room, finding his goodbye letter.............
The next morning, some kids were having fun about me, and as I looked at Ph****, he translated for me that they were saying that I was a nice mummy
With the few words I can do by Vietnamese, I answered for them: "toi me??
vang" (I mummy, okay)
This is real, I can invite you there to find out, to check it, and this story tells a lot about my love. Love as connected to feelings, and not love as connected to sex (I guess that is the problem for the most of you, sometimes I even doubt if you do understand the difference)
But I can't deal with it anymore. I can't see why I am scum, why do I need to be separated from this society. Nobody there understands what the hell you all are talking about. But as I said, I have had it, this is going on all of my life. I need one of you to go there, and after I show you Tinh, I will prove that I can hold an kiss him, then have me go on my knees and smash my skull with a wooden bat. Finish my problem, please
Don't dare to say that this is not true. Nobody is making a difference between an arm around a child, holding him / her very tender offering a kiss against molesting, raping and murdering kids.
It is just so easy to call everything bad bad bad and make outcasts of people
Several years ago, I had to see a therapist, and at the first meeting I got that feeling that he would prefer to lock me away. His therapy came to me as one big lie. I think if that is the opinion of a therapist, he should not try to do that job, because it is easy to understand that his patients come out of the therapy more worse as they went in. Maybe one should consider (please only consider as a warning, please don't do it) to lock himself in and throw the key away. That way you are sure you never have to deal again with the problem.
Not even with the new generation.
Things can change fast, very fast............
In the Netherlands about ten days ago you could be the happy owner of a black Suzuki swifft. And now, after an idiot tried to hid the queen with such a car, you have to take care that you not get molested
People like that you find everywhere, not only on this board.
This makes me remember my story about KLIA (the Malaysian airport) Talking about my little friend was okay, asking something about eunuchs not done
If somebody starts to send links from articles and postings on this board, toward discussions on the internet, and he chooses them careful, making little comments, people will find what they need.....another group of outcasts
Within two or three months the board would suffer problems, and about two years people have to run for being eunuchs. I don't know, it sure would make a lot of you understand something. Maybe I have to ask my
psychiatrist.
As I said at the beginning, I am angry, I cannot stand it any longer,
so the devil is out........
But who really understands a little about that real nature of mine, should know that this devil still has a master, which means that we don't need any harm and no personal accidents will happen
But I really need help to get out of this circle somehow. I feel happy as androcur gets a little effect on it. After the messages in this thread, I had one bad night, and then calming down again. Couldn't believe it...
Jean
ps Poalo, there are three yellow stars next to my name now. I like the comments, I thank everybody, but please, can you finish them for me. The more stars I see flashing on this board next to a name, the more alarm bells are ringing