The Most You've Ever Juggled at One Time

Speaker 2
I'm super embarrassed that I am so sorry. Yeah. I'm going to have to go. Yeah. Yeah, that's not epic. Or I had colleagues who have gotten sick, thrown up in the middle of the show. Whoa. You know, they're hardcore man. They're like, you're going to have to excuse me. That's pretty funny. Like, we are human. Yes.
Speaker 1
Exactly. Sean Roberts, what a pleasure. It was fun, right? It was fun. Okay. So yeah, so we're going to have you on to talk about maybe the trauma piece or the trail traumas or something like that. We'll do that.
Speaker 2
Yeah, so do that. Any other population,
Speaker 1
you know, me. Oh, okay. So when I first thought of the idea of the podcast, I mean, Sean does a lot with personality disorders and especially there's a big one called borderline personality disorder where I think therapists when we're talking amongst each other, it's like, man, you never want to have more than one borderline. Yeah. And what's the most you've ever juggled at one time?
Speaker 2
Eight, nine, it's a lot. And I don't do that anymore. Okay. I mean, not, you know, I've learned, but that's right. There's a lot of misinformation about borderline out there and I would love to come in and maybe even do Q and A about. Yeah. Or just talk about it. Oh, that's good. Okay. So
Speaker 1
all right. So we'll do that. So thanks for coming in. Absolutely. We will talk again soon. Sounds great. And I will see you next time on the virtual catch. Awesome. Yeah.
Speaker 3
So Marshall. ur Oh, They push aside the things that matter most wonderful I have to wonder, which coast is mine It's my fault now, and somehow takes up all my time Don't breathe my mind, need to call all my blessings I'm too long and it drops all the in our dreams Exciting news of discoumbrize, a million opportunities But chances are to take all whose it's wonder for Funds always on the back burner, until the in-apperting time You're always pushed to go farther, shut up, it's fine enough I have to wonder, which coast is mine It's my fault now, and somehow takes up all my time Don't breathe my eyes, they take all my blessings Until our fate, it drowns all the in-apperting time Developed distance don't explode, allow the understanding through To heal the legs and hearts you broke the pain to wander home The sheetwork walls just might implore Upon my mantel strings and palms, I'm trying hard to shut them out It's wonderful, the glitzy's done, the bomb is dropped What we're doing to you tonight, we'll be up a bit, does it feel good Or maybe one of them, but I have to wonder When which coast is mine, it's my wonder And somehow takes up all my time, the screening for life They take all my blessings, until the night You drowns all the in-apperting time

Shauna Roberts, LMFT on Anger, Therapy, and the "Tale of Pierre Santray!"

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