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Sherry Gaba, LCSW and author of "The Law of Sobriety" has over thirteen years of experience as a clinician, and is a graduate of USC specializing in addictions, eating disorders, parenting, single parenting, divorce, and life coaching. She is currently serving as a private practitioner in California working with a broad spectrum of clients.


Posted by on in Co-dependency

In the story "Big Shot" from my soon to be released memoir, I explore the multiple character defects of a young girl primed for addiction.  Even before I ever picked up drugs or alcohol, my deep seated insecurity led me to be manipulative, sneaky, and dishonest.


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Well there he goes again...

Same old stuff. Doesn’t he know how selfish he is? Doesn’t he know that I spent hours this week researching on the internet and talking endlessly on the phone to all those companies?  I had to find the perfect medical alert system for him.  It’s not like I didn’t have a million other things to do.  How dare he get angry at me for just trying to help him?!  After all, at 78 years old with Parkinson’s disease, he could fall at any moment.  What then? I thought we had already agreed on this.  Why is he so angry? Why is he so stubborn? Doesn’t he know that I know what is best for him?

I felt the anger rising up in me, starting in my toes, moving upward through my body, swirling around in my stomach until it had reached my brain. Its only outlet was through my mouth. I thought to myself; “Think, don’t react! What have you learned in your program?”  All I knew was that if I did not get off the phone right then, the emotions would over take me and explode violently through my mouth in the form of words that assassinate someones character.

The hurt that I felt had created a fear inside of me that was all wrapped up in a package disguised as old pain. My old behavior was ready to pounce in, open the package and let out a powerful wrath of destruction and blame.

The only way to prevent it from happening at that very moment was to disconnect. I said, “I’m going to have to call you back...I’ll talk to you later.  And I quickly hit the end button before he could say another sylable much less another word. I’d like to say that I said it with composure and grace. I did not. I said it through a locked teeth clenched jaw that was tighter than a beartrap. It was clenched so tightly that it was difficult to speak.


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