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		document.write('<div style="font-size: 1.1em; margin-bottom: 5px;"><a href="javascript:void(0)" onclick="if(document.getElementById(\'b_2348\').style.display == \'none\'){document.getElementById(\'b_2348\').style.display=\'block\';}else{document.getElementById(\'b_2348\').style.display=\'none\';}if(this.style.background.search(\'https://www.psychforums.com/styles/prosilver/theme/images/blog/min_dark_blue.gif\') != -1){this.style.background = \'url(https://www.psychforums.com/styles/prosilver/theme/images/blog/max_dark_blue.gif)\'; this.style.backgroundPosition = \'0px 12px\';}else{this.style.background = \'url(https://www.psychforums.com/styles/prosilver/theme/images/blog/min_dark_blue.gif)\'; this.style.backgroundPosition = \'0px 12px\';}" onmouseover="this.style.backgroundPosition = \'0px 12px\';" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundPosition = \'0px 0px\';" style="margin: 5px 3px 0 3px; float: left; background-image: url(https://www.psychforums.com/styles/prosilver/theme/images/blog/max_dark_blue.gif); background-position: 0px, 0px; width: 12px; height: 12px;" /><a href="https://www.psychforums.com/blog/Psychology/please_help._i_feel_like_such_a_freak_and_i_hate_myself_so_much._c-3_u-83711_b-2348.html">Please help. I feel like such a freak and I hate myself so much.</a></div><div id="b_2348" style="display: none; padding: 5px 5px 2px 15px; font-size: 0.9em; border-bottom: 1px dotted #DDDDDD;">I am a sixteen year old female who is sexually attracted to her own mother. I&#039;m incredibly ashamed of it and I have no idea why I feel this way. I don&#039;t find her attractive. And I&#039;ve actually had an absolutely horrible relationship with her ever since i was 13 and I cannot stand the woman. <br />Honestly, the relationship is so horrible. I have trouble hearing her voice without getting incredibly pissed off. But recently I&#039;ve been getting so angry, that I actually become turned on. Now, the littlest things she does that used to make me so angry, now turn me on. For example, the way she handles everything so delicately, how soft her voice is...ect. ect. <br /><br />I&#039;ve been feeling this way for about 6 months and its been progressively getting worse. Now I find it invading my thoughts, and being on my mind frequently.<br />I have struggled with OCD in the past... Obsessive thoughts about things such as incest and bestiality .. but I&#039;ve never had problems with obsessive thinking AND erotic feelings.<br /><br />Please. help. I&#039;ve attempted suicide because of this, and I haven&#039;t been able to bring myself to tell my therapist or psychiatrist.<br />I have looked on some forums saying that feeling sexually attracted to a family member is more common than people realize... which makes me feel a little bit better.<br /><br />But I would like to know why on earth do I feel this way? And how can I make it go away?</div>');
		
		document.write('<div style="font-size: 1.1em; margin-bottom: 5px;"><a href="javascript:void(0)" onclick="if(document.getElementById(\'b_2849\').style.display == \'none\'){document.getElementById(\'b_2849\').style.display=\'block\';}else{document.getElementById(\'b_2849\').style.display=\'none\';}if(this.style.background.search(\'https://www.psychforums.com/styles/prosilver/theme/images/blog/min_dark_blue.gif\') != -1){this.style.background = \'url(https://www.psychforums.com/styles/prosilver/theme/images/blog/max_dark_blue.gif)\'; this.style.backgroundPosition = \'0px 12px\';}else{this.style.background = \'url(https://www.psychforums.com/styles/prosilver/theme/images/blog/min_dark_blue.gif)\'; this.style.backgroundPosition = \'0px 12px\';}" onmouseover="this.style.backgroundPosition = \'0px 12px\';" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundPosition = \'0px 0px\';" style="margin: 5px 3px 0 3px; float: left; background-image: url(https://www.psychforums.com/styles/prosilver/theme/images/blog/max_dark_blue.gif); background-position: 0px, 0px; width: 12px; height: 12px;" /><a href="https://www.psychforums.com/blog/Psychology/the_weekend%CA%B9s_reading_c-3_u-88016_b-2849.html">The weekend's reading</a></div><div id="b_2849" style="display: none; padding: 5px 5px 2px 15px; font-size: 0.9em; border-bottom: 1px dotted #DDDDDD;">Quotes from an interview with psychoanalyst and writer, Adam Phillips: <br /><br />&quot;I&#039;m not on the side of frustration exactly, so much as the idea that one has to be able to bear frustration in order for satisfaction to be realistic. I&#039;m interested in how the culture of consumer capitalism depends on the idea that we can&#039;t bear frustration, so that every time we feel a bit restless or bored or irritable, we eat, say, or we shop.<br /><br />&quot;It&#039;s only in an initial state of privation that you can begin to have thoughts about what it is you might want, to really imagine or picture it. It&#039;s very difficult to know what we&#039;re frustrated by. In making the case for frustration I want to make it more interesting, such that people can talk or think about it in different ways.&quot;<br /><br />For him, psychoanalysis is a set of stories that we tell ourselves and each other, a way of redescribing our experiences. &quot;To begin with, one needs to understand,&quot; he says, &quot;but I think the final project is to relieve oneself of the need for self-knowledge. It&#039;s not that it&#039;s useless – in some areas of life it&#039;s very useful – but there are lots of areas in which it isn&#039;t, and in some areas it&#039;s actually pre-emptive and defensive, and this is where psychoanalysis potentially fails people, by assuming there is an infinite project and that the best thing you can do in life is to know yourself. Well, I don&#039;t think that&#039;s true.&quot;<br /><br />http://www.guardian.co.uk/books/2012/jun/01/adam-phillips-life-in-writing<br /><br /><br />&quot;I believe in what you see being most of what there is… and that life&#039;s passed on to us empty. So, while significance weighs heavy, that&#039;s the most it does. Hidden meaning is all but absent.&quot; <br />:: Richard Ford (from the novel &#039;Canada&#039;.)</div>');
		
		document.write('<div style="font-size: 1.1em; margin-bottom: 5px;"><a href="javascript:void(0)" onclick="if(document.getElementById(\'b_3884\').style.display == \'none\'){document.getElementById(\'b_3884\').style.display=\'block\';}else{document.getElementById(\'b_3884\').style.display=\'none\';}if(this.style.background.search(\'https://www.psychforums.com/styles/prosilver/theme/images/blog/min_dark_blue.gif\') != -1){this.style.background = \'url(https://www.psychforums.com/styles/prosilver/theme/images/blog/max_dark_blue.gif)\'; this.style.backgroundPosition = \'0px 12px\';}else{this.style.background = \'url(https://www.psychforums.com/styles/prosilver/theme/images/blog/min_dark_blue.gif)\'; this.style.backgroundPosition = \'0px 12px\';}" onmouseover="this.style.backgroundPosition = \'0px 12px\';" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundPosition = \'0px 0px\';" style="margin: 5px 3px 0 3px; float: left; background-image: url(https://www.psychforums.com/styles/prosilver/theme/images/blog/max_dark_blue.gif); background-position: 0px, 0px; width: 12px; height: 12px;" /><a href="https://www.psychforums.com/blog/Psychology/loving_relationship_has_been_destroyed_by_a_pd_help_required_c-3_u-116128_b-3884.html">Loving relationship has been destroyed by a PD, help required</a></div><div id="b_3884" style="display: none; padding: 5px 5px 2px 15px; font-size: 0.9em; border-bottom: 1px dotted #DDDDDD;">*Trigger* This is a long story but I will try to be as brief as possible. I am very new to forums and anything I say is without judgement of any form of disorder, as I am all to aware of the impact it has on all parties and how the sufferer is impacted. Please do not take any offence as I&#039;m still trying to understand, accept and work with its far reaching concsecuences and would ask all posters to remain non-judgementa. Thank you.<br /><br />My wife and I have been in a relationship for 16years, married for 4 and have 3 year old Daughter together.<br /><br />Most of the revelations from the events of the past two months have made me realise that in hindsight my wonderful true love has suffered from more than the diagnosed general anxiety and depression that has been interwoven in our lives for all this time.<br /><br />Two months ago my mother in-law lost her on/off 10 year battle with cancer. We were all left devastated, but my wife who has always been considered the most emotional member of the family showed little grief, despite being greatly consumed for the entire decade of this fight.<br /><br />Two days after her passing, my wife had a memorial tattoo and immediately confessed she had fantasised over the artist and made sexual advances towards him. My wife has always despised adultery and we had talked openly about friends who had committed this most &quot;despicable&quot; of acts. My wife has also always been very timid around strangers, sexually unadventurous and incredibly attached to myself.  I put this down to the trauma and suggested that some form of therapy for her grief, along with open discussion would help and that I would support her all the way.<br /><br />The situation became worse on the day of her mothers funeral, as the following day she confessed she had been awake all night sending naked pictures of herself to men she had never met.  She made in her own words &quot; throw away &quot; comments that she would be better off dead, how a massive hole was consuming her and how she was unable to love anyone or inflict her &quot;issues&quot; on me anymore.  <br /><br />Her family although unaware of the full facts all agreed she should see her GP immediately, who subsequently referred her directly to A&amp;E.  The Doctors fortunately could see the full picture and my wife&#039;s reluctance to open up, or even admit she had a problem.  They talked to both her sister and I and after discussions at board level, generally agreed she suffered from a personality disorder and offered immediate therapy and support, this has sadly been refused and ignored by my wife.<br /><br />During this period our daughter was also suffering from pneumonia and my wife was unable to fully cope with this and embarked on offering herself for NSA sex via the Internet, sleeping with 6 unknown men (at least) in a period of weeks, all of the encounters potentially dangerous given the unknown quantity of the individuals and the environments the acts were taking place. <br /><br />My wife has always suffered from angry outbursts, issues of social acceptance, &#039;living in and blaming the past&#039;, fear of abandonment and an inabilty to focus on positive aspects of life.  Its also important to teveak that she was beaten by her father as a child, along with her sister and mother and her fathers family also had a history of sexual abuse, although my wife claims she was never assaulted in this manner.<br /><br />Whilst this has left me devastated and whilst an exact diagnosis is not possible without therapy and dialogue from my wife, I know the most caring and loving person I fell for all those years ago, now has some form of explanation as to why she feels like this, as do I for the roller coaster relationship we have experienced.<br /><br />As a footnote, not only does my wife not accept their is a problem with her actions or health, she has also started drinking heavily and vilifies me to anybody that she is able to convince, normally those who have infrequent contact with her or myself and are unaware of the full picture . These individuals are now validating...<br /> <br /> <a href="https://www.psychforums.com/blog/Psychology/loving_relationship_has_been_destroyed_by_a_pd_help_required_c-3_u-116128_b-3884.html" class="postlink-local">[ Continued ]</a></div>');
		
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