Juliet of Braganza

Dear Juliet

Actually, that title's out of date. Events have superseded it.

This is good news, I think.

I watched your panel interview in Buffalo.

You look a bit tired maybe, but okay.

I like your new outfit: blues and a big floppy hat.

I also listened to your two spooky tales on Re-Vamped and (noting seriously that I'm not a qualified therapist), as I understand it children of narcissists both crave intimacy and are also absolutely terrified of it?

So, in the the first tale there's a cabin in the woods in which a candle burns...

Oh, a candle, yes.

And essentially, the kids who go there just get terrorised and killed. End of. The terror is real. They're toast. That's it.

But in the second tale, Jennifer (not Juliet of course) goes into the woods and is terrorised by a vampire. However, this time she escapes, but as she does so he gestures cordially for her to proceed on her way.

She's safe.

This time, anyway.

So I might be wrong, but to me it seems you've moved from a position of outright terror and the firm belief you'd be toast to more of a bargaining position. You see the evil vampire, but you escape and he cordially gives you a wave as you speed off.

So, you're not out of the woods yet, but perhaps your deepest fears are slowly receding and becoming more manageable?

Well, it's food for thought anyway. You might want to chew it over with your actual therapist.

But, fingers crossed, I think you're doing okay.

Remember, love is unconditional and you don't have to be scared of it.

Love,

James

And now I think of it, the other thing I can say that's true:

Love from Dru, too.