Both purring like German war planes
Drama
Blogging can attract a certain type of commentator, a personality that can identify as the persecutor or Critical Parent. In the context of Karpman’s Drama Triangle the Persecutor is an overly critical, demanding and controlling type who actively seeks to maintain power by blaming, criticising and punishing others.
They are often judgemental and can seek to dominate the interaction by manipulation and the adherence to rules.
They bully.
lol are any of you having a light bulb moment?
The other roles within the triangle are the Rescuers and the victims and by playing each role the drama can continue. Awareness is the key, awareness and recognising what roles you are playing in the interaction, having the ability to laugh and point at it or like an adult to be able to remove the interaction from play.
Trolls are personality damaged people, they seem unable or unwilling to leave their persecutor role which is an awfully sad place to find yourself in.
Saturday
Not much to report or talk about today.
Shut Up And Dance
This is my favourite dance song, not that I do a lot of dancing nowadays.
The video has been edited well as you can see.
It always brings a smile to my face
I met my friend Polly for coffee at breakfast time . She is a doctor and a friend I can trust and bizarre as it sounds she gave me a neurological exam whilst we sat in the Bryn Williams cafe window.
She thinks my arm weakness may be a result of muscle damage and suggested I go for an ultrasound .
I’ve emailed my doctor with her suggestions
Skirmish
A quiet war has been raging in the cottage
It’s all very subtle
So subtle I have missed it
Last night I noticed that Mary wasn’t curled up asleep on the couch as per her norm
I found her sat next to the cat flap looking innocent
If she could whistle, she would have done it
I knew something was afoot.
A flash of eyes told me the story, golden eyes outside the cat flap
Bun or Weaver were waiting to come in
Mary was the gatekeeper
And was letting no bugger inside
Old dogs eh ?
They can be real twats
Being Looked After
Sometimes as Karpman postulated in the 1960s there is a need for some of us to take on the victim role.
I don’t say this lightly or sarcastically, I just think that sometimes us human beings need and want to be looked after.
My GP asked me what I thought about trying out work with my weakened arm.
I was wearing my big boys pants and was just about to say let’s give it a go! When something stopped me ,
I wasn’t sure , I was in two minds and I wanted him to make the decision .
Sometimes all you need is for someone to take over.
And he did.
He signed me off for a month and promised to chase my tests up.
He was kind, and I needed him to be kind.
This morning I rang my old counsellor up and asked her if she had a free moment
She did
And an hour later I was sat with her talking about my feelings of being ill and the vulnerabilities that unleashes.
I talked myself quiet for a therapeutic hour
And I talked myself still.
My counsellor shook her head when I prepared to pay her,
She simply smiled and said “ Im retired”
Bees
I’ve been in college today, only two more official weeks to go and that’s it!
I got home around 3.30 and was faced with the oddest thing
30 or so honey bees on the inside of the closed window
All buzzing loudly
I opened the window wide to let them out
How odd
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