In the Mutara Nebula and Invisible?
Dear Juliet Thinking about today's blog, I came across the fact that children of narcissists think they're invisible (and, I guess, worthless) when they're not performing. That they're only of any value when they're up there on stage earning their crust. Well, I don't agree with that. Except for a few utter lowlifes I won't go into, everyone has innate worth and value. It may be a statement of the obvious, but you are innately valuable. I've always enjoyed worrying about you, trying to work out what makes you tick, and deciding what Christmas and birthday presents to give you. Despite the wet feet, I really enjoyed getting you that statuette . In fact, let's review a few crucial phrases from Dear Miss Landau : "Crucial meetings in the NAS briefing room came and went as the clock ticked down to zero hour. There was a strange contrast between being personally fond of someone with whom I was corresponding in private and professionally dispassionat...