It's been that kind of week here in the trenches, except for a visit from our office testosterone, which is always welcome. Usually those of us here in the trenches have no trouble dealing with what Bill Eddy calls High Conflict People. They are, after all, our bread and butter. You know who we mean, those people for whom nothing is ever their fault, for whom all of their woes are caused by someone else. These folks never see their own complicity in their predicaments, preferring to think that everything in their lives would be perfect if only everybody else would change, if you would make them change. These are not unintelligent people by any means; in fact, many of them are really bright. That's what makes them such a challenge. Usually, those of us here in the trenches handle the issues presented by these folks really well; sometimes, however, it takes its toll and we suffer from compassion fatigue and vicarious trauma. This has been one of those weeks. Of course, it's also been a full moon. Any connection?
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