tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010473.post-62832824580277503262008-05-07T08:52:00.000-07:002008-05-07T08:52:00.000-07:00Oh gosh, I have a lot to say... sorry.<BR/><BR/>I went to therapy because the things that other people did (to me) were so horrifying that the knowledge injured the people who loved me. Of course, they injured the therapists too - but that's another story.<BR/><BR/>I work with people who are trapped in their own minds. Severe trauma can break the mind. Clients don't come and mindlessly chatter, although there is a place for that in the world I guess. We work, hard, through blood, sweat and many tears. Until they learn to laugh again or for the first time.<BR/><BR/>Did you know that most people make more money after just one year of therapy? 10% more.<BR/><BR/>Secrets? I tell people, as I believe it for myself, that we must attend to our audience. Why do we want to tell our secrets? What will we get? And, in turn, how will your audience respond?<BR/><BR/>If I told you my darkest secret - you a stranger - it would hurt you. And you would feel sorry for me, make judgments about who I am - I know, it's happened over and over again. So why bother? Even anonymously, I gain nothing.<BR/><BR/>I try to be transparent, consistent, and kind on my blog and all my Internet interaction. Transparency doesn't require secret telling in my book.On a limb with Claudiahttp://on-a-limb.comnoreply@blogger.com