…that my son is Tarzanning every 30 seconds.
My husband doesn’t hear it at all.
Either I’m completely obsessive or he is completely delusional.
I’m going with Door #2.
Have a nice night.
When You Can't Fix the Tics, Fix Yourself
…that my son is Tarzanning every 30 seconds.
My husband doesn’t hear it at all.
Either I’m completely obsessive or he is completely delusional.
I’m going with Door #2.
Have a nice night.
Hang in there. I’m sure it is door #2. Sending you big hugs. It will get better. Promise.
Never choose door #1. This I learned from years of watching Lets Make a Deal.
..and.. trying not to obsess is like trying not to think of pink elephants. Tough one.
pink elephants.
Oh I feel for you, we’ve all been there! I obsess every time J’s tics go into upswing and my husband literally has to tell me to stop staring or listening or whatever I’m doing. Have a big glass of wine and turn up the TV. Hugs and prayers for you!
@ Shrink – I could you use these days.
@ Erin – I could use some wine. Believe me. I’m on a vacation from it these days, but I’m tempted. Believe me.