End of the week, I’m Turd (that’s southern for tired) so all I can do is
(Kick off The Jams and Take it all in)
Hey…what can I say…I’m old school
But first, I remember standing line at a store one time and this cat in a cowboy hat and cowboy boots said…”Hey there fella, you look just like Barry White!Â No offense to my man Barry but…Â HEY, is it true?
Hey…I heard that!Â Now my feelings are hurt.Â Think I am gonna keep this weeks jabber to myself!
Actually, I think I will share a few thoughts and add through-out the weekend…so check back periodically…as the thoughts begin to flow.Â Otherwise…Hey, have a GREAT weekend.Â And remember…some of the problems you have, some folks would love to have…think about it.
Hey passengers, here’s this week’s Tech tip (see following)
Don’t be complacent, take a little extra time….be smarter than the
From a friend:
I drove myself and two co-workers to lunch . I chose a parking spot in the rear of the lot and backed into a space (no pull through available at location). This positioned myÂ Chevy AvalancheÂ with the passenger side doors facing away from the rest of the lot and to the end of the lot. I had aÂ Sony digital cameraÂ lying on the console of my truck.Â Upon returning from lunch and entering the vehicle we noticed nothing wrong or missing from the vehicle.
Tuesday around lunch time I needed the camera and could not locate it.
My first thoughts were, “I moved it or it fell to the floor mat or I removed it
from my truck.” After searching feverishly for two days, questioning anyone
who had been close to my truck, and exhausting every possible location I
could have put it, I began to have that sinking feeling I lost it or someone
stole it. My newÂ Garmin GPSÂ had been in the truck the whole time, so I
felt as if someone had entered my vehicle they would have taken it a so.
Fast forward to Wednesday, I approached my truck from the passenger side
to place my computer bag (aka my man purse) in the front passenger seat. As
I reached to open the door I noticed there was a hole right under my door
handle. My first thought was, “someone has shot my truck !” I began to think
about it and inspect it a little closer and the “light” slowly began to come
on. I phoned my friend who owns a body shop and asked if he had any vehicles with damage to the doors that looked like aÂ bullet hole. “Yes, I see it
all the time. Thieves have a punch and place it right under the door handle,
knock a hole through, reach in and unlock it, just as if they have a key. No
alarms, broken glass or anything.
I then placed a call to my insurance agent, who is also a friend, and
explained it to him. I proceeded to tell him the situation and how I was
puzzled that they left my GPS and all other belongings. Here is where it
gets scary ! “Oh no, he said, they want the break-in to be so subtle
that you don’t even realize it. They look at your GPS to see where “home” is.
Now they know what you drive, go to your home, and if your vehicle isn’t
there they assume you aren’t and break in your home.” He says they will even
leave a purse or wallet and only take one or two credit cards. By the time you
realize there has been a theft, they may have already had a couple days
or more to use them. This is another reason they want the break-in to go
unnoticed. I didn’t realize my situation for two full days! They even give
you the courtesy of re-locking your doors for you. I guess they don’t want
it to be broken into by other thieves !
Had they have found your check book, they could have taken checks from
the middle section so they wouldn’t be noticed.Â Â Â Please remove from your GPS unit your home address as “home” ASAP ! Put in yourÂ localÂ Wal-MartÂ address or some where else! Park your vehicle in a
highly visible place. I positioned mine perfectly for them and didn’t
realize it until it was too late. I hope this is beneficial to you and
helps you keep your valuables in your possession and your vehicle from damage.Â Most importantly, it may keep the thieves from showing up at your home !
DO NOT LEAVE VALUABLES IN SIGHT INSIDE THE CAR.
Periodically walk around your car, daily if you are in a shopping center
or other parking area. Report thefts immediately….your bank w/missing
check numbers, your credit card agencies, police, and insurance companies,
End of the week, and it’s Jibber Jabber day.Â The day I share stuff that I will probably look back and regret…but, hey time to open the Kimono and…
(Random Thoughts at the end of the week From a Tired Man)
First let’s talk about the origins of the JABBER per Chuckie Prince…Yep my middle name really is Prince.
Jibber Jabber’s origins for MWAH started in my Pinto.Â You see, here in the DC area where traffic is probably the worse in the country one can go quite mad, see following mad man…
Highly Stressed Individual bout to hit he DC 495 Beltway…
Well…it was during one of these leisurely drives…
That I found myself floating away in my thoughts and inundated with a tremendous amount of Jibber Jabber that suddenly…SUDDENLY I was finding the cure for the ills of the world!Â Well, not really…but I decided that during this state of:
Some stuff really drains away from the week, as I begin the attempt on Thursday nights to enter into the weekend detox.
Now, I suppose I am not an anomaly, in that thoughts occur in the recesses and secret places of my mind but, I do wonder is it insanity or courage that compels me to share.Â Maybe I am a closet cerebral exhibitionist…Â Maybe it’s just during the course of the week, being politically correct, you allow people to do what we humans like to do…well, let me put it this way…everybody wants to talk but, no one wants to listen.Â I can tell you this much, I feel it is better to listen and have maybe have folks think you are a fool, than to open your mouth and confirm it….
That’s what I love about blogging though…I get to do all the talking…LOL!!!Â But, know that I love it when you guys comment.Â It’s like baking a cake and comments come back from those who have sampled the finished product.
HEY!Â I know, I’ll run this past the DrDee (Thursday Therapy here on the Train with Dr. Diedra Hayman) next Thursday!
Now on with the Jabber…
I was pleasantly surprised this week when a buddy of mine called me and said, “Man, I was on that BOOLS*@# site of yours, feeling kinda down when that last song you had on your JABBER whatever article really picked me up, “thanks fatboy” he said.Â that’s kind of the way we macho types have to relate…we can’t really say something nice without cleaning it up, by manning it up with insults…Â Anyway, we had a great laugh because he, like some of my other male friends clown me for blogging and especially for being rather transparent at times.
I then dared him to listen to the following song, we both knew exactly what I was talking about.Â His answer, “OH “H” to the NO!”, “I just came from that dark abyss!”
I would venture to say that 95% of you reading this (man secret, the secret of a man left for dead…) and then listening to this song might not get what the 5% of us males come away with, but for those of us who do, we know, if you want to bring about a downer, LOL!, listen to this song and allow your thoughts to drift to a female that you loved and possibly lost.
For some guys from that era, the 70s this song allowed the release for sub-conscience pain of the worst kind.Â Not sure if I can explain but I’ll try.Â …and remember most, if not all guys will NEVER admit this.Â Kick this song off and I’ll try to explain.Â OH!Â If you have headphones, plug them in as it’s better to hear every word, instrument and subtle genius of this song.Â …and remember 95% won’t understand…let me know if you do…if you feel it.
On the one hand you could say, hey this cat (Cat, 70s lingo) is rappin (more 70s lingo) about his rock solid relationship with his woman and how much he loves her.Â The trick is to stay on that side of the track.Â But, if you are careful…you could drift to…well here is two possible scenarios.
Act 1, Scene 1:
A man loves his woman…with all that is within him.Â Maybe she’s given him children (the ultimate gift).Â They are soul-mates, they finish each others sentences, they eat from each others plates in restaurants, on quiet date nights.Â He looks at her and sees the picture of perfection.Â She looks at him and observers automatically know she is his, her eyes having said everything, and especially, do not approach…I love this man.Â When they make love there are simply no words to describe it.Â It’s like, Part war, part peaceful bliss.Â Further, the softest most intimate experience of all times…adjectives that come to mind each and everytime include: furious, savage, gentle, sweet, slow…hyper light speed…simply unimaginable.
And then fast forward, there he stands looking at his beloved as the machine stops the beep…and flat-lines…
And the line from this little song goes…”I’ll never live without you”
Act 2, Scene 1:
A man loves a woman, he cherishes her, even when she stinks, her aroma is beautiful because…she is his, till death do they part.Â He isn’t perfect, but he loves her and loves to take care of her, doing everything he could possibly do to make her do that one thing that brings him the most happiness in the world…seeing her smile.Â He tries with all his heart and soul to take care of her.Â Whatever is her’s becomes his, bills, problems, highs, lows, successes, failures, even her kids left by what is usually some dead beat dad who has no involvement with the child usually until he sees another Lion come on the scene;he’ll come around, piss in the corner to mark his territory only soon to disappear…again.Â He endures with all that is within him.Â And then one day, he’s told…here’s your pink slip.
And there he stands…and because of the unimaginable depth of love he has for that woman, he hopes to die on the spot…and then he realizes that…He’s not going to die.
And the line from this little song goes…”I’ll never live without you”
Now…Play the song again and try to listen from this perspective.
As men…we don’t commit easy (most of us anyway) but, when we do…I am not saying it’s right, or wrong, we know well before hand that pain of loss, no matter how the loss…so since we cannot, per society effectively and in a healthy manner release the pain…we avoid the pain after experiencing the pain.
it’s just that when we fall…it’s ecstasy.Â And so for some of us form the 70s view this song as a description of both the pinnacle of pleasure, …or pain.
Whew…I had so much more Jibber but that kinda wore a brutha out…So have a great weekend…and here’s to my brothers from the 70s hoping you find the one that leaves nothing left to be desired!
Ps. Ran out of gas…pardon the grammer…but, it is just
Hey Passengers welcome aboard and back for another session on the good Docâ€™s couch.Â I am thrilled that some of you are allowing me to be your conduit to the good Doc, Dr. Diedra Hayman, Ph.D .
Before we knock on the Doc’s door back here at the medical car, let me clue you in on this week’s topic.Â A really sweet woman i know out in the state of California asked me a question on how to handle a situation she is dealing with concerning her teenage son.Â Of course, being a male, and a closetalpha dog I wanted to jump right in with “the fix!”.Â However, I thought the better of it because my father’s method of which I would’ve drawn from (THE BELT) probably would not apply with today’s youth.Â Besides, they have cell phones with a speed dial to social services so I am told.
Oh, Disclaimer…she gave me permission to address this with the Doc and to post here on the Train lest you think I would do that without permission.Â And remember, part of the purpose of these weekly therapy sessions is to build a knowledge base for you, my fellow LiFeTrain passengers to draw upon should the need arise.
So anyway, without further delay let’s go on in for a visit with the Doc.
Chuckie:Â My Frain!
DrDee:Â Hello Chuckie
Chuckie:Â How goes it with you this week?
DrDee:Â I am a little under the weather but, I am ready to tackle this week’s interview with you.
Chuckie:Â Doc, Two words, one cure!
DrDee:Â Oh Gosh, here we go…What?
Chuckie:Â “Brown Liquor!”
DrDee:Â You are on clock little man, have at it…
Chuckie:Â Well Doc, I just have a question this week.Â I was asked this weekÂ by a very special friend aboutÂ ways to address the following scenario:
A single mother has a teenage son, age 17.Â Father is not active in the son’s life.Â The son is in an abusive relationship with his girlfriend.Â Note: he is not the physical abuser, he has been the recipient.Â He was stabbed by the girlfriend because she thought he was cheating on her.Â For a brief time the mother was able to segregate her son.Â Now, they are back together, and it is suspected that they are having sex, possibly unprotected so the fear is that a pregnancy could result and well, we don’t even have to discuss how that would complicate things.
My friend asked me how to deal with it.Â I was stumped.Â And, I can’t talk to her son as they reside in California, and actually, I don’t know him.Â The relationshipÂ continues and the possibility of violence is there.
Doctor gurl, sista gurl…your thoughts?
DrDee: Wow. Unfortunately abusive relationships can start young. What you may not know is that a growing number of studies on victims of relationship violence are finding that men are just as likely to become victims as are women, although men are much less likely to actually report it. In fact, many studies are concluding that relationship violence, in the majority of cases, is bidirectional, and that many times, women can be just as likely to “throw the first punch”. This society is programmed to expect that relationship violence is always or mostly “male on female”, and most of the help available is geared to female victims. The stigma attached to males being abused physically by the women in their lives makes if both difficult to report, and difficult to offer help. I noticed you said this mom had “segregated” her son for a brief time. Well, there is a saying: A mind changed against its will is of the same opinion, still. In this case, it means that simply forcing him to stay away from the girl doesn’t change his mindset, and there is where the trouble is.
Now you know that most times, relationships, like viruses, just have to “run their course” before someone will actually develop the will and the courage to leave a bad situation. And like Romeo and Juliette, the more you fight against it, the more the lovers will resist, even if they know it isn’t really working. What I would suggest is that his mother begin simply talking about healthy relationships, and qualities one should look for in a prospective girlfriend/mate.
She might also just begin talking with him to find out what attracts him to her. Sex does have a way of intensifying emotional connections, even when they are not healthy ones, but at this point, the young man is 17, and she wont stop him from having the sex. Her role can be to educate about what is healthy, and to help hopefully remind him of how to make good decisions, assuming she has actually taught him those skills while he was younger. That includes teaching him how to weigh the pros and cons, costs and benefits, of his actions and choices. It also includes helping him develop a “safety plan” for when she becomes volatile.
A safety plan includes such things as knowing at what point she usually becomes violent, and knowing what he will do or where he will go, and whom he can call (mom, the police, the local domestic violence shelter, which will have other helpful information for him) when he thinks things are headed “south”. Mom can suggest they go for couples counseling, she can suggest the girl go for counseling, she can suggest her son go for counseling (the domestic violence shelter will probably have at least one referral for men in these situations),Â she can befriend the girl and try to find out where the girl is “coming from”, and in the process, she may be able to influence her to either get help or learn some communication skills, healthy relationship skills, etc.
There is also a wealth of information on the internet regarding domestic violence toward men, and sources of assistance, including online pamphlets and references for books. The point here is that even though mom probably hates this whole relationship, she will probably “catch more flies with honey than with vinegar”, and at this point, the young man needs someone he can trust, not someone who is going to try to make decisions for him. He’s too old for that now anyway.
If she feels their relationship is not such that she can be the one, perhaps there is some other respected adult in his life? It doesn’t necessarily have to be a male, just someone he feels he can trust.Â Â Hope that helps.
Chuckie:Â Thank you Doctor.Â I’ll be on my way so you can get some rest.
DrDee:Â Thank you, and keep me posted.
Chuckie:Â Ok Doc, catch you later…
DrDee:Â You’re actually not leaving me with any “CORN” this week?
Chuckie:Â AH HA!Â Glad you axed!
DrDee:Â Chuckie, I didn’t.
Chuckie: Doc, If you’re going to make a parachute jump, at least
how high should you be?
DrDee: SIGH…I give up…
Chuckie:Â Three days of steady brown liquor drinking should do it!
DrDee:Â You and your Brown Liquor are dismissed!
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Do you recall that Jeremiah warned the people ofÂ JerusalemÂ for many years that they must repent or be destroyed.Â He often warned with direct words from God: “I am preparing a disaster for you and devising a plan against you. So turn from your evil ways” (JeremiahÂ 18:11).Â It’s hard to imagine a more
But the people of Jerusalem ignored God’s warning and failed to repent.
And once the attacks on Jerusalem began, the promised destruction would
not be stopped; “I will hand all Judah over to the king of Babylon, who
will carry them away to Babylon or put them to the sword” (Jeremiah
The righteousness of God requires that sinful hearts be punished.Â But
the mercy of God always provides a path for those who place their trust
in Him.Â This path may contain some painful consequences; but as we
continue to trust, it will always lead us closer to His side.Â Jerusalem
would be destroyed, but God provided one final opportunity for His
chosen people to live.
“I am setting before you the way of life and the way of death. Whoever
stays in this city will die by the sword, famine or plague. But whoever
goes out and surrenders to theÂ BabyloniansÂ who are besieging you will
live; he will escape with his life.”
The people of Jerusalem felt secure in their city.Â They had weapons,
strong walls, and a location which was hard to attack.Â Their worldly
nature told them to remain in the safety of their “created” security,
but God said the only way to survive was to trust Him and surrender.
Jesus used similar words when teaching the disciples; “For whoever wants
to save his life will lose it, but whoever loses his life for Me will
find it” (Matthew 16:25).
Though we are trusting in the sacrifice of Jesus for our eternal
forgiveness, are we living in complete surrender for our daily walk?
Have we lost our life, in the sense of our control, agenda, and even
dreams, for the sake of our faith?Â Our flesh wants to place trust in
what we can touch and feel – in what we can create and control – but
Jesus says the only way to truly live is to surrender ALL into His
hands.Â His promise is that if we release all we think we hold, we will
find a life more abundant and fulfilling than any we could imagine!
We may not understand how all this works, but the truth remains and the
truth will set us free! (John 8:32).Â God has a wonderful plan for our
life – a plan which will bring fulfillment and peace – but it’s a plan
which requires surrender; and often this surrender will require us to
trust Him in an area filled with great uncertainty and fear.Â Let’s
begin today to place EVERYTHING in the loving control of His hands.
Let’s begin a new life as we completely surrender and live!
So dear passengers this week…Have a Christ Centered Week!
Sometimes…mainly on Thursdays at the end of the day, end of the week (almost) I sit at my desk, half exhausted and turn the valve of my mind on and allow stuff and stress to drain.Â What comes out is “Jibber Jabber”.Â Sometimes I laugh at myself because the stuff that can drain out due to fatigue is funny, sometimes profound…at least in my own mind…and sometimes…sad.Â I rarely share the “Jibber Jabber” cause they are mainly private thoughts, no structure, just a free-style brain dump.Â But, then I thought…SHARE DA JABBER!
Turn the lights down and take in the Jibber…
I was wondering, is a man weak when he reaches a point in his life when non-sexual intimacy means as much as intercourse?Â Did I Just admit that!Â I axed a beautiful lady friend of mine and she re-assured me that i was no less of a man…Thank you gurl…and especially for going biblical on me!
Nebraska is lucky to have an Angel on this earth …Nan-Nan…
E3…Thanks for being there…Funny how we know how to turn it on and off when necessary.Â I needed a friend and not a conscience…We Boys!
I used to come home after Football practice and smell that smell that I hated at the time coming from the kitchen.Â FREAKING BEANS!Â There it was, that big black cast iron skillet with corn bread and that giant pot of pintos.Â “Granny, where’s the meat?”Â “Shut-up boy, it’s in the pot she would say”.Â Looking in I would see this thang that looked like a BIG HOOF!Â I wish that i could come home sometime and smell that smell again.Â Life’s funny, I love beans and corn bread now…I miss those beans and….Â Â ….I miss my Granny.
I’m proud of myself, I had to turn down the advances of a 23 year old…and I did!Â Boy am I getting old…LOL!!!Â I told you this was Jibber Jabber.Â See what fatigue will bring forth.Â I call her 23 and I want her to know that she allowed an old guy to feel young again…thank you.Â My mommy used to say, “Boy, you better leave those older women alone, they will give you worms!”.Â So, 23…be glad we are budds and you have no worms!Â Â …Oy vey…such a putz this one is…
I gotta finish my “Bucket List”.Â I pondering as to whether or not I dare add have a baby to it.Â Before I die I would love to hold little Chuckie, smell that baby smell and marvel of something that came from me.Â Man, I wonder what that’s like…The Lotto is $122,000,000.00.Â Trust me, if I were to hit…there would be all these women walking round saying…“hummm, Gurl he got you too eh?”.Â And GUESS WHAT!?!Â I would even give them visitation rights!Â Now ain’t I a good guy!?!
Sup Tabby Cat?Â You don’t love me!
The next song is a OXY MORON for me.Â It brings back something for me that was so near death sad that I fall on the floor laughing(don’t ask cause I don’t understand it either).Â I laugh and then I thank God because…I owe him.Â Life has a way of showing you just how weak and vulnerable you are.Â God has a way of showing you just how strong he is i.e. sufficient for all our needs.Â He taught me that in the end…he is really all we have…the one consistent source of life…and love.Â Anyway…listen
Dr. Cole, you axed me what I needed from you.Â Your continued prayers gurly Gurl!Â Your continued prayers…
I feel like a kid.Â Someone made a promise for my Birthday and I can’t wait.
Here’s an item for my bucket list.Â Someday I am gonna write this big letter of apology and explain what I can’t explain now.Â It’s my mind and not my heart…ok
I hate cooking!
I love hugs…
My other Grand-mother once prayed for me…and when she laid hands on me during the process I finally understood what the laying of hands meant.Â I swear I felt electricity
Ok…I suppose that’s about all the Jibber Jabber you can take for one week.Â So, let me leave you with this thought for the weekend.Â Well, I tell you what, I’ll let Richard do it:
If the Lord allows, Monday…Your Conductor will be right here waiting for you!
And on that note, REMEMBER!!!
P.s. Jibber Jabber can be cathartic, so while I know not everyone will purge so public yet cryptic, pull out the pen and paper and try it.
Well passengers do the weeks fly by or what.Â Seems like I blink and we are right back in the Doctor’s car here on the LiFeTrain.Â Well, I’ll just go ahead and take my place right here on the couch and get started.
Chuckie: DrDee!Â How are you this week?Â What’s happening in your world before we take off on another session, me on the couch, you with pen and pad. DrDee: Just busy as usual! My brindle, Imani, may end up needing surgery on her knee, but we are praying Divine healing for her. She’s a small dog and any surgery on small muscles is tricky. So I’d rather her not have to be cut. We’ll just have to see how things go. I think God is already on the case. And don’t laugh! If His eye is on some little sparrow, I know He’s watching my dog! lol!
Chuckie: Well, we wish her all the best for a speedy recovery.
Chuckie: Doc, we are seeing alot in the news about teens being bullied to the point of suicide.Â What are your immediate thoughts? Dr.Dee: Yeah, that happens, but I am not so sure its actually more than it ever was. Bullies have been around since forever. But these days, bullies are a whole lot less constrained in what they can say or do, and in how personal they can get in delivering the message. You have, let’s seeâ€¦myspace, facebook, text messaging, and emailing, besides the old fashioned “in your face” approach. Its harder than ever to just avoid it. The nature of the bullying has also changed. Its not just “four eyes” and “fatso” anymore. Kids can be cruel, but these days, they can be downright satanic. And now, suicide is actually glorified in a lot of the music, and kids see that as an “out” more and more.
Chuckie: Well, as usual great insight from you.Â So, this brings me to my topic, Social Anxiety.Â It’s my understanding that this issue can be quite problematic if not treated in time, do you agree? DrDee:lol!!! How on earth does bullying and suicidal teens get you to social anxiety? lol! Chuckie you are a mess! lol! Ok lemme quit playing. Yes, social anxiety is problematic for a lot of folks. But I want to make it very clear that most people have social anxiety at one time or another. And that’s ok. Thats normal. It doesn’t become problem requiring treatment for most folks. But when social anxiety becomes a disorder likeÂ social phobia, then treatment is necessary in order to make it possible to function.
Chuckie: Can you expand a little more on just what is Social Anxiety for our readers. DrDee: OK social anxiety is just the anxiety we feel when we are anticipating or trying to be social with others, or when we are in situations where we are being judged or evaluated by other people. Social Phobia, on the other hand, is a chronic problem of being so anxious that its difficult or impossible to actually socialize or interact with others, or perform in public such asÂ giving a speechÂ at a meeting or speaking up when you see that fine man or woman you wish you could say something to. It really does reduce the quality of life a person can experience.
Chuckie: What are some of the symptoms OfÂ Social Anxiety Disorder? DrDee: OK since its been a long day, I’m gonna swipe a sentence fromÂ Wikipedia’s article on social anxiety. This is what sufferers can experience: “The experience is commonly described as having physiological components (e.g., sweating, blushing), cognitive/perceptual components (e.g., belief that one may be judged negatively or looking for signs of disapproval), and behavioral components (e.g. avoiding a situation)”. Now this bit is from the Wikipedia article on Social ANxiety Disorder: “Social anxiety disorder (SAD, SAnD) (DSM-IV 300.23), also called social phobia (SP), is an anxiety disorder characterized by intense fear in social situations. causing considerable distress and impaired ability to function in at least some parts of daily life. The diagnosis can be of a specific disorder (when only some particular situations are feared) or a generalized disorder. Generalized social anxiety disorder typically involves a persistent, intense, chronic fear of being judged by others and of being embarrassed or humiliated by one’s own actions.Â These fears can be triggered by perceived or actual scrutiny from others. While the fear of social interactionÂ may be recognized by the person as excessive or unreasonable, overcoming it can be quite difficult.” Ok get it? lol!
Chuckie: Any thoughts onÂ overcoming Social Anxiety? DrDee: Well, all the usual suspects come into play. This is actually just a specific type of anxiety disorder.Â And its funny that part of getting over a social anxiety disorder involves doing the very thing they are afraid to do, talking with another person. In fact, its sometimes very difficult to keep someone with social anxiety in therapy without the use of some kind of anti-anxiety medication. Otherwise, you guessed it, they tend to avoid interacting with the therapist. So therapy, medications, exposure to the social situations in a controlled way, learning skills to help manage the stress that comes with social interaction. I would also add prayer, and faith-building exercises, because God is a wonderful Healer of the mind as well as the body.
Chuckie: Are adults and Children treated the same way for this ailment? DrDee: Yeahâ€¦we push them all in a crowded room and lock the door on them! lol! Ok I’m sorry! I’m getting sleeping and so the silly is rearing its ugly head! Lol!! Well actually there are lots of things that are common to both populations. But its a lot easier to use the most successful techniques, which fall under the heading of cognitive behavioral therapies, with adults than with children. The younger the child, the less you can rely on cognitive work, and the more you have to look at behavioral interventions. But as they get older, the techniques become more and more alike.
Chuckie: Well Doc, again time well spent in your presence,Â Thank you.Â OH!Â Let me close by saying that I am getting a lot of very positive feedback from our passengers regarding our sessions.Â They have asked that I pass on heart felt appreciation! DrDee: Oh its my pleasure! Thanks so much for the good wishes. I enjoy this a lot, and I am glad people are getting something out of it.
Chuckie: OK Doc, it’s time…you ready? DrDee:â€¦Chuckieâ€¦don’t you DARE say “knock knock”!!!
Chuckie:Â Nah, I wasn’t even going to say that.Â “MUSHROOM!”
DrDee:Â What?Â …Mushroom?
Chuckie:Â Doc, I have Mushroom in my heart for chu!
Dr.Dee:Â Chuckie!Â LOL!
Chuckie:Â Yeah I know, I’m out…see ya next week!
Roll the credits, end of another show!
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