My husband says I am a blabber mouth and recommends I should consentrate on that. I guess he is right as that trait forces me to present my story in several parts. This is number one and the rest are about to come. I influenced the editor to put links to the Tony Soprano-Dr Melfi exchanges in the Blogroll so that you won’t have me sent to the funny farm.
 WHY and How I Do My Self-Analysis -(JoAnn) “CRYBABYSTILL”- Invited Guest Blogger. BUT- first the Irrational reasons I started it.-
1. The Sopranos a fascination.
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2. Dull Life
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3. Internet Broadband
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I felt, even years back, I could benefit from a psychoanalysis. This was not exactly a rational wish. Of course and I had both attraction, resistance and even a little embarrassment at the thought of being psychoanalyzed at all, in any form modern cognitive in a chair, or on grandfather Freud’s couch. In fact, I never was able to justify the seeking any professional help. I imagined I would be laughed at for admitting the only dumb reason I had to offer was that I wanted to explore me. This desire for analysis was not new with me, it had formed over the years, mainly from the movie versions of psychotherapists. I understood there nearly everything was
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