The last picture...
Yesterday was my day off and we actually had some sun so I decided to take the last pic of my ears before I get my 8g seconds done on Friday. I'm pretty nervous about it but I figure I just wont look while the piercer is handling the 3.2mm needles!
I'm really looking forward to all the awesome combos I'll be able to do once my 2nds are healed, I'm feeling like when this is done, and then when I stretch my conch to 12g sometime around next January (if it's ready) my ears will be done for a good while. I feel like as I get older and have more independence I may want to stretch up again but I cannot imagine going over 0g ever in my life, I feel like even that would look pretty big on me. Maybe by the time I'm 40 I'll be around that size...it's possible.
In other news, I think that until just recently I had two real life sociopaths on my caseload. And no, that doesn't mean they are serial killers, see this article for a good explanation of what someone with antisocial personality disorder might be like www.cix.co.uk/~klockstone/spath.htm. One is pretty obvious; very violent, repeated incarcerations and probably soon to be incarcerated again. Unable to admit wrongdoing i.e. thinks he was in the right to "discipline" his 24 year old stepdaughter by assaulting her and that the police deserved to be assaulted when they arrived at the scene, in fact he thought the whole incident was HILARIOUS! He's the kind of person who can look at you and send a chill down your spine.
Another was someone much more intelligent and whose con jobs I fell for hook, line and sinker. He totally fucked with my head; saying strange things that disarmed me and visibly gloating when he knew he had made me feel uncomfortable. He sucked me in with his hard luck story and over time got me into a corner where I basically couldn't do my job and he was trying to invade my personal mental space. He was grandiose and believed himself to be superior to everyone around him. Every time I took him to task for his behaviour he would react by later on yelling at me for extended periods until he had had enough, presumably to regain his power in the situation. He alternated insults and compliments until I was confused and fatigued. I started becoming frightened of him and couldn't work out exactly why. I'm pretty sure at a couple of points he was trying to manipulate me into going alone to his residence. It took me 8 months to work out he was not just a poor disordered individual but someone who was actively trying to victimise me, and that probably most of what he was saying was lies. I have transferred him to someone else who I'm pretty sure will be impervious to his manipulations, and who has been forearmed and forewarned.
Here is a great documentary that shows some behaviour common to more sophisticated sociopaths/psychopaths: topdocumentaryfilms.com/psychopath/
A guide to what to do if you encounter one in real life: www.aftermath-surviving-psychopathy.org/resources4.html
I feel much better having gotten him off my caseload and as always I have taken it as a learning experience. Because I work from a strengths-based framework I always try to hone in on the positive in all of my clients and be as supportive and nurturing to them as possible. I think I need to work on being more wary and alert at times of when my friendly style, which works with probably 99% of clients, might be leaving me open to being taken for a ride. The fact I got so suckered in made me look back at one particularly devastating friendship I had had in the past and my relationship with my selfish and emotionally abusive/neglectful mother and realise the ways in which I may have been conditioned that made me stand out to this guy as someone worthy of putting so much effort into. It also made me realise I need to trust my gut more; often in my life I have known something was very wrong and yet I have gone against my instincts and allowed myself to be harmed. I guess this time I wised up :-)
I'm really looking forward to all the awesome combos I'll be able to do once my 2nds are healed, I'm feeling like when this is done, and then when I stretch my conch to 12g sometime around next January (if it's ready) my ears will be done for a good while. I feel like as I get older and have more independence I may want to stretch up again but I cannot imagine going over 0g ever in my life, I feel like even that would look pretty big on me. Maybe by the time I'm 40 I'll be around that size...it's possible.
In other news, I think that until just recently I had two real life sociopaths on my caseload. And no, that doesn't mean they are serial killers, see this article for a good explanation of what someone with antisocial personality disorder might be like www.cix.co.uk/~klockstone/spath.htm. One is pretty obvious; very violent, repeated incarcerations and probably soon to be incarcerated again. Unable to admit wrongdoing i.e. thinks he was in the right to "discipline" his 24 year old stepdaughter by assaulting her and that the police deserved to be assaulted when they arrived at the scene, in fact he thought the whole incident was HILARIOUS! He's the kind of person who can look at you and send a chill down your spine.
Another was someone much more intelligent and whose con jobs I fell for hook, line and sinker. He totally fucked with my head; saying strange things that disarmed me and visibly gloating when he knew he had made me feel uncomfortable. He sucked me in with his hard luck story and over time got me into a corner where I basically couldn't do my job and he was trying to invade my personal mental space. He was grandiose and believed himself to be superior to everyone around him. Every time I took him to task for his behaviour he would react by later on yelling at me for extended periods until he had had enough, presumably to regain his power in the situation. He alternated insults and compliments until I was confused and fatigued. I started becoming frightened of him and couldn't work out exactly why. I'm pretty sure at a couple of points he was trying to manipulate me into going alone to his residence. It took me 8 months to work out he was not just a poor disordered individual but someone who was actively trying to victimise me, and that probably most of what he was saying was lies. I have transferred him to someone else who I'm pretty sure will be impervious to his manipulations, and who has been forearmed and forewarned.
Here is a great documentary that shows some behaviour common to more sophisticated sociopaths/psychopaths: topdocumentaryfilms.com/psychopath/
A guide to what to do if you encounter one in real life: www.aftermath-surviving-psychopathy.org/resources4.html
I feel much better having gotten him off my caseload and as always I have taken it as a learning experience. Because I work from a strengths-based framework I always try to hone in on the positive in all of my clients and be as supportive and nurturing to them as possible. I think I need to work on being more wary and alert at times of when my friendly style, which works with probably 99% of clients, might be leaving me open to being taken for a ride. The fact I got so suckered in made me look back at one particularly devastating friendship I had had in the past and my relationship with my selfish and emotionally abusive/neglectful mother and realise the ways in which I may have been conditioned that made me stand out to this guy as someone worthy of putting so much effort into. It also made me realise I need to trust my gut more; often in my life I have known something was very wrong and yet I have gone against my instincts and allowed myself to be harmed. I guess this time I wised up :-)