Cindy's violent boyfriend adds to her troubles with her mother and at school.

“The most crucial relationship advice book since Men Are from Mars.”—Erin Meanley, Glamour.com A groundbreaking, interactive relationship tool that literally places in the hands of couples the power to transform chronically frustrating relationship dynamics. We've all been there. A conversation with a loved one escalates into conflict. Voices rise to a fever pitch and angry, accusative words fly through the air. At times like these, it seems impossible to find the magic words that will lead to healing. Enter Talk to Me Like I'm Someone You Love. A psychotherapist with decades of experience in counseling couples, Nancy Dreyfus hit upon the revolutionary practice outlined in this book during a couples-therapy session in which a wife’s unrelenting criticism of her husband was causing him to become emotionally withdrawn. In the midst of this, Dreyfus found herself scribbling on a scrap of paper, “Talk to me like I'm someone you love,” and gestured to the husband that he should hold it up. He did and within seconds the familiar power differential between the two shifted, and a gentler, more genuine connection emerged. Dreyfus was startled, then intrigued, and then motivated to create a tool that could help others. This book features more than one hundred of Dreyfus's "flash cards for real life," written statements that express what we wish we could communicate to the person we love, but either can't find the right words or the right tone in which to say it. The statements include: • Taking responsibility: "I realize I'm overreacting. Can you give me a minute to get sane again?" • Apologizing: "I know I've really hurt you. What can I do to help you trust me again?" • Loving: "You are precious, and I get that I haven't been treating you like you are." A one-of-a-kind, practical relationship tool, Talk to Me Like I'm Someone You Love will help couples to stop arguing and begin healing.

What if you had the memories of 110 people stuffed into your brain? How would you know who you really are?The passengers of flight 2164 all lose their memories, except for Brian; he not only maintains all of his own memories, but gains everyone's who was on the plane.Brian begins remembering the other passenger's lives, and soon finds himself unable to separate his memories from theirs. Intense flashbacks, disjointed personalities and often violent outbursts put a strain on Brian's relationship with his fiancée Brenda.They will have to trust the neuroscientist Marci, whose experimental technology could restore Brian's memories, and the life Brenda and Brian once had. As Brenda and Marci race against time to untangle Brian's memories from those of the other passengers, they discover secrets Brian has hidden about his past. Brenda must decide if some memories are best forgotten, and if she can still love who Brian really is?

this book of avant garde sound / language / deconstructionist poetry is written in spanish, english, and yiddish with an extra section in japanese and highlights in ukranian. it is a magical, musical descent from nonsense to gibberish that will change the way you look at poetry and language itself. very fun, very puzzling, this book is different every time you read it. an absolute must for lovers and students of language.

As I leave my time on this earth I know that my footprints on it are silent, invisible and impermanent upon its surface. My existence is only recorded by those I’ve known in my life in their memories of me. These too are impermanent and will in time fade and become no more. This is the cycle of life. I write this book as a personal record of my viewpoints, interpretations of what I have viewed and experienced whilst on my earth walk. My motivation to write it is like many before me and many more after I am gone. To leave a vision in print for others to reference to or use as a signpost towards a path upon which they might like to journey themselves. I write this book of reference mainly for my sons, for when I am gone they will in time forget my voice of guidance and this book will be a way of keeping my teachings and guidance available for them to tap into if they need once I am no longer here physically. I began to write this book in the year 2007. I am now reaching my mid 40’s and am beginning to start my reflective years of living. My generation has been given the name of the X generation, which is interesting due to the content of my book falling into the X factor. However if you ask my sons they would have you believe that I’m well into being OLD. In history men and women were respected in their elder years as the tribes and cultures of those times valued their wisdom, which they contributed to the younger members of the tribe. Storytelling was a valued tradition as it was in that time the only way to hand down knowledge so it could continue on through the younger generations. In our modern society this tradition is considered barbaric and youth is valued now and society continues to endorse how to stay YOUNG!

Are you ready to confront the issues of your past that you have tried to cover up? It's time to shatter the secrecy of sin that has given power to your feelings of guilt and shame. The enemy would have you believe that you are the only one who has experienced what you have gone through; that you are hopeless and helpless; or that God is disappointed in you. That could not be further from the truth! God loves you unconditionally. You are about to embark upon a journey from hurt to healing, from misery to ministry, and from pain to purpose. As you witness the author's transformation through narration and poetry, you too will discover who you really are and give voice to your silent screams. You will be inspired to dream again and encouraged to fulfill your destiny.

First things first was the very thing that popped in my mind as my feet hit by fluffy area rug on the floor of my bedroom. I stretched out my arms and then upward and shouted out thank you god! I'm still here for one more round around these mountains in my life, on my way to the bathroom two wee as I sat down on my cushion trial its seat by side Leola there is no limitations today and then my house phone rang speaking out loud I replied to myself who could that be fun thinking that I'd do a 9 to 5 each week and the mornings isn't a good time to call me , so the answering machine came on and said "Ms. Forinot you don't have to come in till noon today all see you then enjoy your morning it's your secretary talk to you later" then the machine but as the NB twice missed a taped white myself flashed the commode wash my hands as I sang a little verse of my grandmother's songs yes Jesus loves me while I'm opening up the windows for some fresh morning at I had so much gratitude for having 4 hours of extra time to complete my assignment for the care plan of my patients at hill manor. Washing my face and rinsing my mouth out with some mouth wash and proceeded to go into my day room. To my index finger I noticed I need to do some dusting, I said " here you go again lee during extra when it's been made available to you to do what is needed to be done with the given time you have " I plopped down and into my sofa it was like De janue, I did this before or read it in a book or did this event happening on a sitcom or what? This is so familiar in the kitchen I go OM JICB Eddie the blue Garp and the red robin together they look so gorgeous but a little strange two awesome birds looked as though it was in painted picture on my bay window, in my kitchen. I've placed my coffee pot on top of the stove I decided to have fruit in wheat toast for breakfast as I was taking out some things for supper I decided to bake instead of having fried chicken this evening.