I can smell burning flesh...

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Shit, I'm stepping in the heart of this here

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The shit-on-shoe story (though I don't think you'll find it mentioned under this appellation in the literature) was first devised by Philip C. Kendall in this book, and then cited by Paul Salkovskis, and more recently Butler, Fennel and Hackman (who also do an excellent line in bath salts). That's where I found it, in their rather excellent Cognitive-behavioral Therapy for Anxiety Disorders (bedtime reading in Prozacville at the moment).

Is it just me though, or does the wise little fable suffer somewhat by making the fourth bloke a cognitive therapist? Why can't he just be a slightly more together "fourth bloke"? If anyone fancies putting this question to Philip Kendall (Laura H. Carnell Professor of Psychology, and Director of the Child and Adolescent Anxiety Disorders Clinic at Temple University), I would be most obliged.

In fact, I might even ask him myself.

With your feet flopping over the couch, oh no

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We might kiss when we are alone

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No really, it does. The optimal point of entry into all the major systems of the mind-body (endocrine, cardiovascular, immune, gastrointestinal) is the automatic nervous system (ANS). And mental activity has a greater direct influence over the parasympathetic wing of the ANS than any other bodily system.

Other sure-fire ways to calm and soothe body, mind and brain:

-Relax your tongue, eyes, and jaw muscles.

-Run warm water over your hands.

-Scan your body areas that are tense, and relax them.

-Inhale as much as you can, hold the inhalation for a few seconds and then exhale slowly while relaxing.

Neuro-wisdom from Rick Hanson.

Dear friend, what's the time? Is this really the borderline?

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A piece inspired by some Seaneen-musings on BPD-labeling.