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Category Archives: Fear
Ever since childhood I have suffered from arachnophobia. I mainly absorbed this fear from my mother, who is so afraid of our eight-legged friends that she was never able to hide it from me. As a result, I grew up … Continue reading
This morning we had our final meeting with Sheila, our Compass counsellor. Since that first meeting, when I was still so withdrawn and suspicious of strangers, it hasn’t really felt like counselling at all; it’s been more like visiting a … Continue reading
I spent much of yesterday attempting to compose my thoughts and feelings concerning my meeting with Sheila at Compass and what was discussed there. I couldn’t really piece it all together, so instead I gave you some fluff about my … Continue reading
I’m just going to come right out and say it: I am terrified of my autistic son. He is sixteen years old, stands at about five foot eight and has the strength of three grown men. The slightest sign of … Continue reading
When you have any kind of physical or neurological “disorder” (and I use that term very loosely) it’s vital to have a proper diagnosis to keep that “disorder” from completely ruining your life. If there is no medication for your … Continue reading
She stood on a chilly street underneath a streetlamp – the only source of heat. All she had was a small suitcase, an address and a postcode. Beyond that she had no idea what the future held. Her aggressor – … Continue reading
Our new modem arrived this morning, so Tribble Towers is fully powered and ready to go as far as the internet is concerned. However, during the last forty-eight hours, we’ve had to stumble blindly through that unknown territory which is: … Continue reading