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December 29, 2010
The experience was much more like being zapped with a defibrilator (a soft spongy one) than I had expected. It didn't in fact rid me of my obsession, but it did put it in a perspective. One that I already knew, if I had the balls to listen to my own counsel instead of running to others to get them to help me, to make sense of the world for me. This was not that sort of experience, it was more another human being looking into my mind and telling me the things I already know. Just what I needed.