Judith,
my tweaks and tweak backs toward you have been out of a desire to jar you loose from your rigid, flawed constructions on reality that I see as extremely destructive to your health and well being as well as your relationship with God.
I perceived, concluded long ago that pulling, trying to be warm and fuzzy etc. with you would simply not ever work in a million years.
The only option you seemed to persistently leave was to “go with the resistence” in a sense . . . until, possibly, as low a possibility as it was . . . to overload such tendencies until they were abandoned. I realize the chance is slim—but it was the only constructive option you leave me, that I could functionally, proactively and/or responsively offer you.
Given that I still care about your soul as well as your mind, emotions and life, I’m compelled to do what little I can.
Whether you like it, or not; or believe it or not.
Guess what? I'm not your "client." You are not my "doctor." You have no business speculating about my mental health.
The only option you seemed to persistently leave was to “go with the resistence” in a sense . . . until, possibly, as low a possibility as it was . . . to overload such tendencies until they were abandoned. I realize the chance is slim—but it was the only constructive option you leave me, that I could functionally, proactively and/or responsively offer you.
Do you realize that I just don't like you? That it's possible to dislike someone who persistently calls attention to himself with HUGE COLORFUL font and who makes up words to denigrate someone's church? That's not a psychiatric condition Quix, that's just plain ordinary annoyance with an immature, stupid old poster.