I typed that, now I read it and I have to tell you, that I am almost in tears (I wouldn't want to appear weak, now would I?) and that it makes me feel sad to acknowledge that I feel that way. I don't understand why I feel that way. I have always been a person that thinks it doesn't matter how it got that way, it's gotta be fixed but I can't help wondering. I have some ideas. But that is because I want to place blame on something, someone...then just maybe it'll be justified that I feel that way. When in actuality it doesn't matter if it is because my dad is an alcoholic or I was abused as a child or whatever. I just got to get rid of them. Whew, since that's a partial, off-the-top of the head remembering of what I've written down....I've got a lot of work today. I'm on session 4, I'll keep on working. Feedback?