Richeart's Journal

Is more like a crocheted doily, very intricate. Skirt? Maybe something gauzy, willowing in a soft breeze. I find it very pleasant. I bought a new one tonight: Chopin for Relaxation. I think his work is just beautiful.

No I'm not a hermit, but I do not socialize a lot, so I do not have a large network of friends around me to expose my talents to. I tend to do all my work alone. My therapist suggest it's the artist in me. I take pride in my work, I'm pretty intense when I'm working on a project. I do not goof off at all. Maybe Adler is right, as a second child I am very competitive, I just may try to hide it to avoid hurting all those others who are not as driven as I am to do good work. I take my work personally as an extention of myself, my self-image; not as a way to earn money. Maybe that's the problem.

The one thing about helping others, for me, is doing it without doing it for codependent reasons. It is difficult for me, I have to be very careful of my boundaries about guilt if I choose not to do something. It's a real brain-teaser for me not to say 'Okay, sure' out of codependent habit. I mean, I really have to think about it, to take a moment and really ask my feelings what I'd really like to do instead of jumping right in to 'save' someone in their delimma, as though I'm obligated to help simply because I can or because of the 'honor' of being asked ...to give. Especially since I feel so guilty for not having anything to give otherwise. Sheesh! What a sickness to have, this codependency!

The "Mama Mia" movie was not as good as the Play we saw last year on stage at the Majestic theater. I told my wife I didn't think Meryl Streep would be good in the part, and I feel now I was right. The singing by the "actors" was strained, they should have found some really good singers who could act. A lot of the ABBA songs were cut short it seemed, which was part of the basis of the Broadway show. Check it out yourselves, but I was disappointed.