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		<title>By: The I&#8217;mPerfect Mom &#187; Blog Archive &#187; An example of what truly deserves attention</title>
		<link>http://theimperfectmom.com/2008/05/01/retrospection/comment-page-1#comment-61275</link>
		<dc:creator>The I&#8217;mPerfect Mom &#187; Blog Archive &#187; An example of what truly deserves attention</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 07 May 2008 21:24:33 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] Somalia or Zimbabwe may be too much of a [...]</description>
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		<title>By: anonymous</title>
		<link>http://theimperfectmom.com/2008/05/01/retrospection/comment-page-1#comment-61247</link>
		<dc:creator>anonymous</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 07 May 2008 02:24:11 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Dead on accuracy without malice, just straightforward honesty.  You pegged her.

&lt;strong&gt;I dunno who &quot;her&quot; is but as of this moment, I know at least THREE people like that in the last 35 yrs, two of whom I&#039;ve not seen in a while. I don&#039;t know what to do about the third, really. I wish I could help her but do not know how to do so without enabling her, and yet not appear as being cruel.  The best thing I think is to just hope there&#039;s help out there but I&#039;m definitely not it.&lt;/strong&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Dead on accuracy without malice, just straightforward honesty.  You pegged her.</p>
<p><strong>I dunno who &#8220;her&#8221; is but as of this moment, I know at least THREE people like that in the last 35 yrs, two of whom I&#8217;ve not seen in a while. I don&#8217;t know what to do about the third, really. I wish I could help her but do not know how to do so without enabling her, and yet not appear as being cruel.  The best thing I think is to just hope there&#8217;s help out there but I&#8217;m definitely not it.</strong></p>
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		<title>By: Mariano</title>
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		<dc:creator>Mariano</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 07 May 2008 00:37:01 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I once knew a lady who felt everything...
and that was the purest lady that i ever met.
I&#039;m also the kind of guy who needs a lot of love.
I&#039;m proud of that...
because love is the most beautiful need in the world.
I once knew a lady who felt a lot of love...
and she was thankful... she was so happy...
It&#039;s seemed like if she didnt need anything else.

I think that the comparison with Somalia or Zimbabwe 
is just stupid... 
Because with that line of thought... 
you cant be sad... ever.. 
Because you have something to eat.. You have a bed, a house..
so.. you&#039;re saying that a person cant be sad or depressed.. EVER..
I think that this isnt an intelligent post.


Thank you..

&lt;strong&gt;Yes, you can be sad but you can&#039;t be sad ALL the time FOR yourself when you consider the sorrow of others. Not normally, anyway. Everything is relative, and you are in control of your need. You don&#039;t have to believe me, just stick around long enough. &lt;/strong&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I once knew a lady who felt everything&#8230;<br />
and that was the purest lady that i ever met.<br />
I&#8217;m also the kind of guy who needs a lot of love.<br />
I&#8217;m proud of that&#8230;<br />
because love is the most beautiful need in the world.<br />
I once knew a lady who felt a lot of love&#8230;<br />
and she was thankful&#8230; she was so happy&#8230;<br />
It&#8217;s seemed like if she didnt need anything else.</p>
<p>I think that the comparison with Somalia or Zimbabwe<br />
is just stupid&#8230;<br />
Because with that line of thought&#8230;<br />
you cant be sad&#8230; ever..<br />
Because you have something to eat.. You have a bed, a house..<br />
so.. you&#8217;re saying that a person cant be sad or depressed.. EVER..<br />
I think that this isnt an intelligent post.</p>
<p>Thank you..</p>
<p><strong>Yes, you can be sad but you can&#8217;t be sad ALL the time FOR yourself when you consider the sorrow of others. Not normally, anyway. Everything is relative, and you are in control of your need. You don&#8217;t have to believe me, just stick around long enough. </strong></p>
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		<title>By: janya</title>
		<link>http://theimperfectmom.com/2008/05/01/retrospection/comment-page-1#comment-61162</link>
		<dc:creator>janya</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 04 May 2008 20:50:38 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>jenn,
i love this post. i&#039;m glad you wrote it. now i&#039;m going to read it again.
janya

&lt;strong&gt;Thanks Janya. Wish I had more of these &quot;epiphanies&quot;. hehe&lt;/strong&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>jenn,<br />
i love this post. i&#8217;m glad you wrote it. now i&#8217;m going to read it again.<br />
janya</p>
<p><strong>Thanks Janya. Wish I had more of these &#8220;epiphanies&#8221;. hehe</strong></p>
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		<title>By: jennemede</title>
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		<dc:creator>jennemede</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 02 May 2008 20:27:14 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Tracey - hey you! Believe it or not, there are quite a few people like this just walkin&#039; around. 

Dawn - very interesting. I have a theory, and I know it seems cruel but I would love to round up all these people up and take them to a third-world country and let them see what real suffering is like.

Then again, they will manage to make this pain their own (like how the trauma of such suffering - versus the suffering itself - is sometimes worse than the real thing). They will always feel LIKE a victim even though they really are not. Empathy for empathy&#039;s sake, when taken to extremes, is dangerous. 

This is very alarming to me - and I think, an ultimately useless response to everyone else but the &quot;victim&quot;. And I think the more &quot;help&quot; they get (or the help the medical/psychiatry community can offer today), the worse it becomes because in some twisted way, it enables them. Therapy ENABLES them. How the heck do you solve it? Like Munchausen&#039;s, you know? You just throw the patient back on the streets because he&#039;s faking it for the attention. But how the heck do you solve a psychiatric version of Munchausen&#039;s? 

It&#039;s a variation of Munchausen&#039;s-cum-martyr-cum-victim complex. How the heck do you deal with it?</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Tracey &#8211; hey you! Believe it or not, there are quite a few people like this just walkin&#8217; around. </p>
<p>Dawn &#8211; very interesting. I have a theory, and I know it seems cruel but I would love to round up all these people up and take them to a third-world country and let them see what real suffering is like.</p>
<p>Then again, they will manage to make this pain their own (like how the trauma of such suffering &#8211; versus the suffering itself &#8211; is sometimes worse than the real thing). They will always feel LIKE a victim even though they really are not. Empathy for empathy&#8217;s sake, when taken to extremes, is dangerous. </p>
<p>This is very alarming to me &#8211; and I think, an ultimately useless response to everyone else but the &#8220;victim&#8221;. And I think the more &#8220;help&#8221; they get (or the help the medical/psychiatry community can offer today), the worse it becomes because in some twisted way, it enables them. Therapy ENABLES them. How the heck do you solve it? Like Munchausen&#8217;s, you know? You just throw the patient back on the streets because he&#8217;s faking it for the attention. But how the heck do you solve a psychiatric version of Munchausen&#8217;s? </p>
<p>It&#8217;s a variation of Munchausen&#8217;s-cum-martyr-cum-victim complex. How the heck do you deal with it?</p>
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		<title>By: Dawn</title>
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		<dc:creator>Dawn</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 02 May 2008 20:00:32 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I am reading a biography of Anne Sexton right now (re-reading it, actually), and the woman you&#039;ve described sounds a lot like Anne, who was a brilliant poet.  She was also mentally ill and required all kinds of assistance to live her life-- drugs, alcohol, sex, therapy and even institutionalization.  She won the Pulitzer prize, earned all kinds of honors and attention, and everybody took care of her.  But she ended up killing herself in mid-life anyway.  Maybe wants are sometimes needs... or maybe the wants we turn into needs end up harming us. Interesting post.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I am reading a biography of Anne Sexton right now (re-reading it, actually), and the woman you&#8217;ve described sounds a lot like Anne, who was a brilliant poet.  She was also mentally ill and required all kinds of assistance to live her life&#8211; drugs, alcohol, sex, therapy and even institutionalization.  She won the Pulitzer prize, earned all kinds of honors and attention, and everybody took care of her.  But she ended up killing herself in mid-life anyway.  Maybe wants are sometimes needs&#8230; or maybe the wants we turn into needs end up harming us. Interesting post.</p>
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		<title>By: Tracey</title>
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		<dc:creator>Tracey</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 02 May 2008 13:30:02 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Well said.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Well said.</p>
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