I’m emotionally dependent on my mother.
I’m emotionally dependent on Sophia.
I’m emotionally dependent on my friends.
I’m emotionally dependent on women.
I’m emotionally dependent on my therapist.
I’m emotionally dependent on sex.
I’m emotionally dependent on writing.
I’m emotionally dependent on readers of my blog.
On the positive side, I don’t have a drinking or drug problem.
I learned all this about 2 years ago when I read the first three lines of the first post I’d ever seen of yours. I wish I had known I could save you a lot of money by telling you then. I just assumed you knew. Sorry, buddy.
Ok, let me just say that every time you talk about Brenda, I imagine that Brenda Starr is your therapist.
During a rough patch (that lasted a couple years) I had a sign by my bed that said, “Give me a break, I don’t do drugs.”
At least you are consistent.
i think i just realized that am not emotionally dependent on anyone… i’m thinking being on the opposite side may not be the healthiest either.
Sugar–You made me spew beer! Bad Neil;-)
I see this all as a good thing, socially connected kind of thing.
that’s a relief that you don’t have a drug or alcohol dependency, b/c after you get sober you find that you are dependent on everything else in your life.
which, i guess you already are. i had a thought, aren’t we all emotionally dependent upon these things and it’s ok?
as an avid therapy receiver, “they” say it’s about balance. balance is the trickiest trickster in all the land.
And at least you aren’t one of those furries…
I choose drugs.
Oh wait…chocolate.
Yep, I choose chocolate.