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How to know You have Fallen for A Narcissist
It is always interesting (as a former therapist and pastor) to be in therapy. It truly is proof that we can often help others, and not see our own issues. My therapist Tonia will often say something and I have a BFO! Yes, a BFO! It is what I call the blinding flash of the…
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To Divorce or Not to Divorce: That is the question.
People often ask my views on divorce. Especially Christian folks! The big question they have is, “Do you think it is okay to get a divorce” or “What do you believe God thinks about divorce?” Never mind that I am divorced…here is something I must say, they are missing the real question. In most cases…
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Why Do People Follow Christianity?
The seminary professor walked into the classroom with what we lovingly referred to as a, “boom box.” It was a very large radio that played music with these weird things called cassettes and CDs. He cranked up the volume, and then stood on the table while playing “I Still Haven’t Found What I’m Looking for”…
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The F Word May Be Your Biggest Problem
I was sitting just close enough to the jetty in Westport, Washington so that a large wave would occasionally crash like thunder, and then provide a slight cool mist to fall down over me. It’s an incredible experience that is only understood by those of us who love the Pacific Northwest. You know, one of…
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The Addiction to Dating
I was sitting across from an attractive lady enjoying a cup of coffee when she admitted she had been dating 3 or 4 times a week for quite sometime. She was using one of the many dating apps that are available, and let me know she had even gone on multiple dates in one day.…
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Do You Feel Broken?
I was speaking to a beautiful and strong friend last night who has recently gone trough a difficult breakup. She loved him dearly and he told her that he loved her as well, and yet one day he walked away. And she said three words to me with a deep sadness in her voice. As…
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How I went from A Psychotherapist to a DJ: Meeting A Kid Named Fitz
It was around 1997 and I was living in Scott Depot, West Virginia. The beautiful upper middle class town I had been raised in since the age of 2 years-old. My life could’ve been extremely easy, but I was determined to make it difficult and interesting as you’ll see in the next few paragraphs. Despite…