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A chance at a new life. by  r a wallace. Listen to the ► Podcast at Steamy Stories.  Chapter 3: Regrets? Wendy I woke the next morning lying beside a man who wasn't my husband and felt good about it. I didn't feel a bit of guilt as I looked at him. I'd done two, one-night stands in my life and wasn't excited with what I found next to me in the morning. One of the reasons I had sworn off drinking before meeting my husband. The amazing part was, I didn't feel a bit horny at the moment and wondered if that was going to be a problem–would he want more from me now?As I lay there I wondered if he had saved my life, not merely by accident because of the baseball, but because he saw I was troubled and stayed with me, so I wouldn't try to use the pistol again. That was what I had intended. I simply didn't know if he had or not, but probably. His bringing me home with him had certainly changed my thinking in that regard. I'd been ready to end my life over a man Robb felt wasn't worthy of my consideration. Not that the passion he had shown as he lay into me didn't tell me I was desirable to at least one man. It had a tremendous effect on me for reasons I didn't fully understand, and maybe never would. I felt a movement, then Robb rolled over toward me, his eyes open. When he saw me looking at him he smiled, causing me smile back. “Could you spare a kiss this morning? He asked. "You mean could I spare a kiss and something else?” “A kiss and then you let me hold you for a while. The something else is up to you.” I laughed as I rolled over onto him, “Make way mister, you're going to get an armful of woman.” I snuggled into him and heard him reply. “You mean an armful of beautiful woman.” The words melted me immediately. If he had wanted to control me for his pleasure, he had me–no contest. We lay together not speaking for a while, his hands caressing my leg and arm. I kissed his neck a few times, then snuggled and closed my eyes again–he pulled me closer. I could hear his heart beating, feel his chest rise and fall, and smell him. When was the last time I had been so intimate and comfortable with a man? I couldn't remember for sure. It was sad, but I couldn't, not even with my husband. Shit! My husband. I was going to have to go home and face him today. Would he even notice I hadn't come home? If he did would he even care? Knowing him, his only concern was that I would make him look bad–his wife not home and obedient where she should be. He would push for me to attend Fellowship with him in the afternoon to keep up appearances with the congregation. I pushed the thought away as my stomach tightened. I'd make this time with Robb last another hour, then face the reality of my life. At this juncture I realized I had one to live thanks to someone who cared enough for a woman crying on a park bench to intervene. It was as incredible as it seemed I realized. I was lying in bed with a man in my panties after he had promised to do what I asked of him to end my despair. “Are you hungry?” He asked. “Yes, actually I am.” “Does scrambled eggs, corned-beefed hash, and toast sound good to you?” The words made my mouth start to water. I realized I hadn't eaten but the Danish since the previous morning. My stomach gave an audible growl and I placed my hand over it as if it would hush it. “I'll take that as a ‘yes'”, he laughed lightly. “I have to pee,” I slid out of bed and headed for the bathroom. I finished my business, washed my hands, than looked into the mirror while running my fingers through my hair. I thought I looked hideous. Then I thought again about why I was here in the first place. That's what a tart looks like. At least a satisfied one. I swallowed hard, opened the bathroom door, and walked into the bedroom to see Robb sitting on the edge of the bed in his briefs. When he saw me his jaw dropped. “My god! Wendy, you're gorgeous. Drop dead gorgeous.” I stopped dead in my tracks, looking down to see my breasts standing proud, my flat stomach, pantie clad pelvis, my shapely legs, and my red polished toenails. The sunlight coming in through the window hitting my skin warmed it ever so slightly. I looked up at him as he rose from the bed with a smile. I wasn't sure what he was going to do– grab me and take me without asking? “My turn. Why don't you get dressed, I'll join you in a minute, so we can eat.” The bathroom door closed and I walked to where my blouse and skirt lie on the floor. His words, his expression, his smile of obvious delight with my appearance all came back to me. I put my bra on, finished dressing, and sat on the edge of the bed looking around. The bedroom was tastefully decorated and there was no sign in the form of a photograph, or other articles suggesting he had a girlfriend. Okay, if he was unattached that made it easier, I wasn't the 'other woman'. At least I hoped I wasn't. I knew who my husband was screwing when I saw them from the hallway– she headed the prayer group that met on Friday nights almost every week. I had gone to several of them and stopped going as it was too much for me– touting how a woman should respect her husband and honor his wishes even if she weren't entirely onboard with it. Yes, she espoused Christian women bear the fruit of the Spirit- love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, and self-control. Well, so much for faithfulness and self-control parts. Peace might work too if you spelled it 'piece' and added two words. She was thin, with big boobs, and blonde hair that came out of a bottle. I'd met her husband twice and he made my husband look really good by comparison. It was obvious to me some of her prayers hadn't been answered. That, or God's plan for her was as flawed as my own. My husband was so deep into her they never noticed I was in the house. I had simply left in tears, devastated at the sight. Robb I was a little nervous as I opened my eyes–was she going to be ashamed, guilty, for what we'd done last night? Seeing her in the dim light the night before gave me hints she was well-endowed. It hadn't taken much effort to get her to orgasm. In fact, I had hardly gotten started when she gasped, and I felt her muscles contact around me. When she got on top she didn't hold anything back– she went all out. It was when she walked out of the bathroom that I saw her in full light for the first time– she was absolutely beautiful. Her husband had to be a real piece of work to walk away from someone like her. I was pleased I'd taken a low profile approach and brought her into my arms to comfort her when we woke. When she smiled her teeth showed from between nicely formed lips, her blue eyes sparkled. Though I knew it unwise to feel so protective, it made me want to never let her go. I reminded myself again she was separated from her husband, not divorced. She could go back to him, they could work things out. There are always two sides to a story– I could be the one to ruin their marriage. I had to admit it bothered me. Shit, what was I thinking? After what I saw, this woman was hurting and I had done the right thing by her. Don't overthink this dude, she needed someone, and you were there. Wendy I sat with a glass of orange juice as he made breakfast. I felt a little awkward just sitting there doing nothing. My husband would never cook because that was a woman's job. I tried to lighten the mood a little by asking Robb what he had planned for the day– at least it was a safe question. “I volunteer at the Community Food Bank, so I'll be working there most of the afternoon.” “Really, that sounds nice, I bet you meet a lot of interesting people there.” “I do, but sometimes it's hard to see how many people with young children have to rely on it. I never knew how many people live right on the edge until I started there. It makes me appreciate I have a good education and a well-paying job.” “So, what do you do?” “Computer Aided Design, CAD, for an engineering firm. It pays well and has regular hours. How about you?” It struck me that after talking with him for hours I'd never mentioned my job once. But, then in my emotional state that was the last thing on my mind. “I work as a clerical for a law firm, close to a paralegal I guess, but they don't pay me for that.” “Wendy, I have to ask. How are you feeling? Are you going to be ready to go home and feel safe?” “He's not abusive physically, so I'm not worried about that. But, in all honesty I'm dreading having to spend the afternoon with him, and I know he'll demand it.” “Do you want to stay another few hours?” “Thanks, but I know I should go home, take a shower, and get into some fresh clothes. I'm going to have to deal with it and a few hours here won't change anything. Robb, about last night. Thank you, I mean that. I needed what you gave me. You saved me from hurting myself.” “I think you should get some professional help. That is if you can afford it.” “I can't, but I'll deal with this. I've been putting off making the decision, but after yesterday I know I'm damned if I don't.” “What decision is that?” “I want to get a divorce and move on with my life. Thanks to you, I recognize killing myself wasn't the way to punish him. He would have won in a way, and I don't want that. Call it what you will, a form of revenge in a way, if I leave him. I have friends, family, and a job that pays enough to live on if I do.” We sat silent for a minute, eating in silence. Then I looked up at him with a smile. “I promise not to do something stupid.” “I want to believe that,” he replied with a firm expression. I reached for my shoulder bag hanging on the empty chair next to me, and took out the pistol, handing it to him butt first. “Here, keep this.” He took the pistol from my hand and placed it on the counter behind him, then looked at me. “I suppose I should take you home.” “Yes, but not home. Back to the park, I can walk from there, I don't…” “I know. You don't need to say it. I wouldn't want to make things any harder for you.” “Thank you for being so understanding.” “Wendy, give me your phone so I can put my contact information in it. Just in case… well… in case you need a friend again. By the way, you stayed with my wife Cindy and me last night. You know her from… let's see… she's one of your clients from work.” I took my phone out and handed it to him. When he gave it back I checked and saw he had put in 'Robb, Com. Food Bank'. I looked at him with a frown. “Just in case someone looks at your contacts. No reason for a man's first and last name to show up– it might cause problems. If someone asks, you may decide to volunteer, and I'm the contact person.” I was pretty much lost in thought as he drove me to the park. I felt myself tense, my stomach going into knots. I got out before Robb could attempt to open the door for me and looked back into the car– my emotions mixed with good and bad. “Robb, thank you. I know it sounds lame, but you made a difference, a big one. I can't explain why I asked you to do what I asked of you, maybe it was because I wanted to feel like a desirable woman again.” “Wendy, I can't pretend to know you, all I can say is you deserve to be happy. Please, don't throw your life away, do what you need to do to move your life forward. If you ever need a friend to lean on call me. I promise to be there for you.” I watched as he drove away, then turned and took the first step back to a life filled with problems. Regardless of the outcome, I had a life to rebuild and I was determined to make it better. It was time to face my demons. Robb had given me that chance– I wasn't going to waste it. I had always been strong in the face of adversity and the one time I had faltered there was someone who cared enough to pull me through. I would always be grateful to him. Chapter 4: Reflections Robb Well, this had been two of the strangest days in my life. I save a woman from killing herself, comfort her by having sex with her, feed her breakfast, and drop her off to return to a husband who doesn't deserve her. Sure, I was recovering from a failed relationship of long standing, but I had never come close to committing suicide despite the pain. But, depression affects people in different ways and some can climb out of it, others can't without help. I hoped Wendy had the strength to do what she needed to do to make her life better. I drove home wondering if I would ever get a phone call from her in the future. After walking in the door I went to put things away in the kitchen– there was the pistol sitting where I had left it. I hefted it, it had been a long time since I had fired a pistol in the military; it still felt familiar. I walked to the bedroom and to the closet, opened my fire safe, and placed it inside along with the rounds I had taken out of the clip. Wendy I walked the fifteen minutes home thinking of what I would need to do. I walked in the door after seeing his car in the driveway– he was home. He was sitting in front of the TV watching a car race when I walked in. “Where have you been? We have to get ready for church in a few hours you know.” “I stayed with a friend last night. Sorry, I should have called, or left a text.” He looked at me with a wicked grin, “You go to the bedroom and take your clothes off. We haven't done it in a while, and I'm feeling you might be good about now.” I froze, my stomach went tight. If there was something I didn't want from him that was it. “I'm not in the mood right now, maybe later.” “I'm not interested if you're in the mood, get yourself in the mood. I'll be in after the race is over in about ten minutes.” “Honey, I'm sorry, I really don't want to, maybe after church this afternoon.” He looked at me with a scowl. “You're my wife, that means you listen to what I need, and give it when I want it. It's probably those pills you take to avoid getting pregnant. I hear they mess up a woman's mind too. It's time for you to stop taking them.” 'There's nothing wrong with my mind that getting away from you for a while won't solve. You haven't touched me in six months, and now you want me to flop onto my back for you. Well, it's not going to happen this time.“ He turned the volume down on the TV and stared at me with hard eyes, "What are you saying, you're not going to be a wife?” “What! Be a wife only when you want to be a husband! Why don't you be a husband to me instead of spending all your time with Joanne Winston,” my voice going shrill. “Joanne has nothing to do with this,” he thundered. “I'm grateful for that. My Lord, I guess you having her bent over the sofa, your cock inside her didn't mean anything.” I saw is face grow taut, his jaw moving slightly, but he didn't say anything. “Yes, I walked in and saw the both of you. You were so intent on screwing her you didn't even hear, or see me. I'm going to divorce your ass.” “You can't talk to me that way. I had a moment of weakness and I've prayed for forgiveness. I want to make it up to you.” “Oh, so you can go around screwing her for months and you expect me to forgive you. I guess I'm not the hardcore Christian woman you thought I was. I'm going to pack my clothes and things I need and find someplace else to live until the divorce is final.” He stormed towards me, grabbed my blouse and torn it open, his eyes wild, “You're in my house, you are my wife, I'm going to have you as is my right. Now, we can do it the hard way, or the easy way. But, I'm going to get my due out of you.” I knew I wasn't going to be able to stop him, he was much too large for me to resist him. My mind scrambled to find a way to tamp things down. For the first time I was afraid of being raped– by my own husband. Maybe I wasn't thinking straight, but it was the only thing that came to mind. “Well, it's about time you showed some real interest in these,” as I placed my hands under my breasts and pushed them up. I saw a look of confusion on his face. He stopped, his hands went down to his sides as his eyes remained glued on my heaving chest. I swallowed hard, it was taking every bit of strength for me to take a step toward him. I planted a kiss on his cheek, my stomach protesting, then forced a smile. “Finish watching your race, then come in and treat me as your wife. I went off the pill a month ago if you want to know.” I watched as he sat back down on the sofa, his temper had settled. I was sure he didn't even think my comment about Joanne made a difference– as far as he was concerned he'd been forgiven by the Lord. Well, I wasn't the Lord and the memory of them at the sofa was fresh in my mind. He was going to hell as far as I was concerned and I knew he would have company. He looked at me, his face stoic. “This will be over in about seven minutes. Glad you came to your senses.” His words made me want to heave. I rushed down the hall, into our bedroom, pulled out a suitcase and jammed underwear, a bra, some blouses, a few pairs of slacks, and two pairs of shoes into it. I slipped out the door into the garage as he stared at the TV. I didn't have much, but it would be enough for a few days until I could come back for more. The asshole wasn't ever going to touch me again. I rushed to my car and was away as fast as I could go, the tires squealing as I drove off. My last look was of him standing in front of the garage in my rear-view mirror– I had gotten away. I got as far as the park and pulled onto a side street and called my parents. They lived about two hours away where my husband wasn't likely to go. After a minute to settle myself, I called and told them I was coming to spend the night and would leave early for work in the morning. I Explained I would tell them what was going on when I got there. I started driving and felt my hands tremble as I gripped the steering wheel. He had intended on taking me regardless of what I wanted and the fear was now manifesting itself. I settled down after a while and the drive to my parents' home was enough time for me to reflect on my three years with him. Three full years of my life down the drain because I wasn't mature enough to know better– our relationship had gone bad after no more than a year. We had disagreed on one thing after another, at first small things, then major things– like having children, and having money in a savings account. I spilled everything to my parents, well… not everything. The pistol and Robb I omitted not wanting to admit I had been so desperate. They sat silent and let me talk and when I was finished told me they understood and would help me in any way they could. I took my suitcase into the guest bedroom and sat down on the bed. I opened the suitcase to see what I had selected in my haste to get out of the house hoping there was the right combination to wear to work the next day. I slept poorly, tossing and turning, thinking I had screwed my life up big time. I had sought revenge on by husband by sleeping with a total stranger and realized I would never use it against him. I didn't want to look like that kind of woman. He had his righteous Christian woman and the Lord had forgiven him. What did I have now? I felt asleep and jerked up with a start when the alarm went off. Chapter 5: Freudian Slip? Wendy I drove to work and stumbled into the office half awake. I struggled through the day and realized I hadn't made arrangements for a place to stay for the night. It didn't make sense to drive all the way back to my parents' house again. I hadn't closed my savings account, or made it a joint account after we married– now happy I hadn't. I went to the ATM and withdrew enough money for the week to stay in a cheap motel. It would do for the time being and I decided I wasn't going to go back for my clothes either– I'd shop for what I needed. The account was healthy enough to support me for a while, so at least I felt better about that. After work I drove to the cheapest place I knew, committing for one night. I walked into the room, put my suitcase on the chair, and fell exhausted onto the bed. I woke up three hours later feeling hungry and decided to walk down the street to a fast food place for a salad. I had put my phone on silent and when I looked at it found there were multiple calls, and text messages from my husband. I deleted all of them and blocked his number. No sense in talking with him, he could do that through my lawyer, and I'd find one before the end of the week. The week went along and the women at work knew something was up. I finally revealed I'd left my husband and was living in a motel. One of the single women offered me a room in her apartment saying she didn't use it for anything other than storing a few boxes of stuff. I accepted her offer and moved in two days later after buying a used single bed and bedding to make it up from a thrift shop. I needed to stretch my money as far as I could not knowing how long it would be before I could end my marriage. Clara was a godsend, she was always such a happy person, her personality was exactly what I needed, and I found my mood improved as the days went by. We shared expenses for food, so that helped too. The biggest change after a few days was I didn't feel stressed as much as I had before. I didn't realize how much it was taking out of me having to deal with my husband day in and day out. I found a lawyer and gave him the go ahead to do whatever was needed. He told me if my husband didn't contest the filing it could be done in a month at a modest cost. Under state law I was entitled to half of our real assets and funds held in joint accounts at the time of the filing. A week later I had diverted my paycheck to my new checking account. I was feeling better about the decision I had made when my husband showed up in the lobby of the building asking to see me. My lawyer told me it was best not to talk with him unless someone were with me, even if it were not him. I told the receptionist to tell him I was in a meeting for the rest of the day. I found out later he left after a few minutes saying he would try to see me later obviously unhappy. I was eating supper with Clara when my phone rang, it was my mother. I decided to ignore it and call her back after we finished eating. I walked into my bedroom for privacy, went to my contacts, and touched the screen. A male voice answered, thinking it was my dad who had picked up. “Hi Dad, this is Wendy. How are you?” There was a long pause, then. “Wendy, this is Robb. Are you okay?” Surprised, I stammered out a reply, then regained my composure. “How are you?” “Good, work and doing the volunteer stuff, nothing unusual. But, why are you calling me?” I didn't want to hurt his feelings by telling him I hadn't meant to call him. I was trying to come up with a plausible explanation when he offered. “You called my number by mistake didn't you?” “Yes, I'm sorry. I never took your number out of my contacts.” “I understand. So, things are going well with you and your husband?” “No. I'm in the process of getting a divorce. I'm living with a friend in her apartment until I get things settled. I hope my lawyer will have good news for me by next week.” That's great, ugh, well… not great news… “Robb, it's okay. I understand it's awkward.” “Good, it's good to know you're moving your life forward and you're safe. Well, I'll let you get back to whomever you meant to call.” “Thanks.” I replied not knowing exactly what else to say. I saw the call end and this time pressed the number for my mother: Roberta, not Robb. I would remove Robb's information after talking with her. My Mother answered and told me my husband had called her asking if she knew where I was living. I felt my heart go into my stomach. He was stilling looking for me. “Honey, I told him I didn't know where. I won't repeat what he said, it would only upset you. Your father and I think you're doing the right thing. Be strong, see this through, and when things settle down you'll find a man that's good for you.” That was my mother, always looking for the silver lining. We talked for another half hour and then I put my phone down. I would call my lawyer tomorrow and see if he had anything to tell me. I opened my contacts to delete Robb's number, my finger almost touching the screen when I pulled it back. I probably should have thanked him again for helping me. I'd call him back, then delete it after we finished talking. I selected his name, waited for the dial tone, and for him to pick up. “Robb here.” “Robb, it's Wendy again.” There was a pause. “You're alright aren't you?” I laughed. “Yes, I'm fine. I thought I should call you back and thank you again for helping me.” “Okay, you know I'm pleased you're alright. You sound good, I can almost see your smile. I remember what you look like when you wear one.” I felt myself smiling like a fool, I remembered when I had smiled at him that way. Memoires flooded my mine and I felt myself go warm remembering being in bed with him the following morning. There was a long pause between us, then I started to say something just has he did, we both stopped, another pause. “Go ahead, what did you have to say,” he offered. “I don't know, what did you want to say?” Another pause, I felt myself tense wondering now if I should have called him. “Wendy, are you free tonight?” “Yes. Well not free, but reasonable,” I replied flippantly. I heard him laugh. “Reasonable works for me. How about I come and pick you up and we can go out for a coffee.” “Robb, I'm still married. I want to, but I'm not sure it's a good idea.” “I understand, it makes sense, sorry. I guess I wasn't thinking straight.” “Robb, I would say yes otherwise. Really, I would.” - to be continued.. By R A Wallace for Literotica

A chance at a new life. by  r a wallace. Listen to the ► Podcast at Steamy Stories.  Chapter 3: Regrets? Wendy I woke the next morning lying beside a man who wasn't my husband and felt good about it. I didn't feel a bit of guilt as I looked at him. I'd done two, one-night stands in my life and wasn't excited with what I found next to me in the morning. One of the reasons I had sworn off drinking before meeting my husband. The amazing part was, I didn't feel a bit horny at the moment and wondered if that was going to be a problem–would he want more from me now?As I lay there I wondered if he had saved my life, not merely by accident because of the baseball, but because he saw I was troubled and stayed with me, so I wouldn't try to use the pistol again. That was what I had intended. I simply didn't know if he had or not, but probably. His bringing me home with him had certainly changed my thinking in that regard. I'd been ready to end my life over a man Robb felt wasn't worthy of my consideration. Not that the passion he had shown as he lay into me didn't tell me I was desirable to at least one man. It had a tremendous effect on me for reasons I didn't fully understand, and maybe never would. I felt a movement, then Robb rolled over toward me, his eyes open. When he saw me looking at him he smiled, causing me smile back. “Could you spare a kiss this morning? He asked. "You mean could I spare a kiss and something else?” “A kiss and then you let me hold you for a while. The something else is up to you.” I laughed as I rolled over onto him, “Make way mister, you're going to get an armful of woman.” I snuggled into him and heard him reply. “You mean an armful of beautiful woman.” The words melted me immediately. If he had wanted to control me for his pleasure, he had me–no contest. We lay together not speaking for a while, his hands caressing my leg and arm. I kissed his neck a few times, then snuggled and closed my eyes again–he pulled me closer. I could hear his heart beating, feel his chest rise and fall, and smell him. When was the last time I had been so intimate and comfortable with a man? I couldn't remember for sure. It was sad, but I couldn't, not even with my husband. Shit! My husband. I was going to have to go home and face him today. Would he even notice I hadn't come home? If he did would he even care? Knowing him, his only concern was that I would make him look bad–his wife not home and obedient where she should be. He would push for me to attend Fellowship with him in the afternoon to keep up appearances with the congregation. I pushed the thought away as my stomach tightened. I'd make this time with Robb last another hour, then face the reality of my life. At this juncture I realized I had one to live thanks to someone who cared enough for a woman crying on a park bench to intervene. It was as incredible as it seemed I realized. I was lying in bed with a man in my panties after he had promised to do what I asked of him to end my despair. “Are you hungry?” He asked. “Yes, actually I am.” “Does scrambled eggs, corned-beefed hash, and toast sound good to you?” The words made my mouth start to water. I realized I hadn't eaten but the Danish since the previous morning. My stomach gave an audible growl and I placed my hand over it as if it would hush it. “I'll take that as a ‘yes'”, he laughed lightly. “I have to pee,” I slid out of bed and headed for the bathroom. I finished my business, washed my hands, than looked into the mirror while running my fingers through my hair. I thought I looked hideous. Then I thought again about why I was here in the first place. That's what a tart looks like. At least a satisfied one. I swallowed hard, opened the bathroom door, and walked into the bedroom to see Robb sitting on the edge of the bed in his briefs. When he saw me his jaw dropped. “My god! Wendy, you're gorgeous. Drop dead gorgeous.” I stopped dead in my tracks, looking down to see my breasts standing proud, my flat stomach, pantie clad pelvis, my shapely legs, and my red polished toenails. The sunlight coming in through the window hitting my skin warmed it ever so slightly. I looked up at him as he rose from the bed with a smile. I wasn't sure what he was going to do– grab me and take me without asking? “My turn. Why don't you get dressed, I'll join you in a minute, so we can eat.” The bathroom door closed and I walked to where my blouse and skirt lie on the floor. His words, his expression, his smile of obvious delight with my appearance all came back to me. I put my bra on, finished dressing, and sat on the edge of the bed looking around. The bedroom was tastefully decorated and there was no sign in the form of a photograph, or other articles suggesting he had a girlfriend. Okay, if he was unattached that made it easier, I wasn't the 'other woman'. At least I hoped I wasn't. I knew who my husband was screwing when I saw them from the hallway– she headed the prayer group that met on Friday nights almost every week. I had gone to several of them and stopped going as it was too much for me– touting how a woman should respect her husband and honor his wishes even if she weren't entirely onboard with it. Yes, she espoused Christian women bear the fruit of the Spirit- love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, and self-control. Well, so much for faithfulness and self-control parts. Peace might work too if you spelled it 'piece' and added two words. She was thin, with big boobs, and blonde hair that came out of a bottle. I'd met her husband twice and he made my husband look really good by comparison. It was obvious to me some of her prayers hadn't been answered. That, or God's plan for her was as flawed as my own. My husband was so deep into her they never noticed I was in the house. I had simply left in tears, devastated at the sight. Robb I was a little nervous as I opened my eyes–was she going to be ashamed, guilty, for what we'd done last night? Seeing her in the dim light the night before gave me hints she was well-endowed. It hadn't taken much effort to get her to orgasm. In fact, I had hardly gotten started when she gasped, and I felt her muscles contact around me. When she got on top she didn't hold anything back– she went all out. It was when she walked out of the bathroom that I saw her in full light for the first time– she was absolutely beautiful. Her husband had to be a real piece of work to walk away from someone like her. I was pleased I'd taken a low profile approach and brought her into my arms to comfort her when we woke. When she smiled her teeth showed from between nicely formed lips, her blue eyes sparkled. Though I knew it unwise to feel so protective, it made me want to never let her go. I reminded myself again she was separated from her husband, not divorced. She could go back to him, they could work things out. There are always two sides to a story– I could be the one to ruin their marriage. I had to admit it bothered me. Shit, what was I thinking? After what I saw, this woman was hurting and I had done the right thing by her. Don't overthink this dude, she needed someone, and you were there. Wendy I sat with a glass of orange juice as he made breakfast. I felt a little awkward just sitting there doing nothing. My husband would never cook because that was a woman's job. I tried to lighten the mood a little by asking Robb what he had planned for the day– at least it was a safe question. “I volunteer at the Community Food Bank, so I'll be working there most of the afternoon.” “Really, that sounds nice, I bet you meet a lot of interesting people there.” “I do, but sometimes it's hard to see how many people with young children have to rely on it. I never knew how many people live right on the edge until I started there. It makes me appreciate I have a good education and a well-paying job.” “So, what do you do?” “Computer Aided Design, CAD, for an engineering firm. It pays well and has regular hours. How about you?” It struck me that after talking with him for hours I'd never mentioned my job once. But, then in my emotional state that was the last thing on my mind. “I work as a clerical for a law firm, close to a paralegal I guess, but they don't pay me for that.” “Wendy, I have to ask. How are you feeling? Are you going to be ready to go home and feel safe?” “He's not abusive physically, so I'm not worried about that. But, in all honesty I'm dreading having to spend the afternoon with him, and I know he'll demand it.” “Do you want to stay another few hours?” “Thanks, but I know I should go home, take a shower, and get into some fresh clothes. I'm going to have to deal with it and a few hours here won't change anything. Robb, about last night. Thank you, I mean that. I needed what you gave me. You saved me from hurting myself.” “I think you should get some professional help. That is if you can afford it.” “I can't, but I'll deal with this. I've been putting off making the decision, but after yesterday I know I'm damned if I don't.” “What decision is that?” “I want to get a divorce and move on with my life. Thanks to you, I recognize killing myself wasn't the way to punish him. He would have won in a way, and I don't want that. Call it what you will, a form of revenge in a way, if I leave him. I have friends, family, and a job that pays enough to live on if I do.” We sat silent for a minute, eating in silence. Then I looked up at him with a smile. “I promise not to do something stupid.” “I want to believe that,” he replied with a firm expression. I reached for my shoulder bag hanging on the empty chair next to me, and took out the pistol, handing it to him butt first. “Here, keep this.” He took the pistol from my hand and placed it on the counter behind him, then looked at me. “I suppose I should take you home.” “Yes, but not home. Back to the park, I can walk from there, I don't…” “I know. You don't need to say it. I wouldn't want to make things any harder for you.” “Thank you for being so understanding.” “Wendy, give me your phone so I can put my contact information in it. Just in case… well… in case you need a friend again. By the way, you stayed with my wife Cindy and me last night. You know her from… let's see… she's one of your clients from work.” I took my phone out and handed it to him. When he gave it back I checked and saw he had put in 'Robb, Com. Food Bank'. I looked at him with a frown. “Just in case someone looks at your contacts. No reason for a man's first and last name to show up– it might cause problems. If someone asks, you may decide to volunteer, and I'm the contact person.” I was pretty much lost in thought as he drove me to the park. I felt myself tense, my stomach going into knots. I got out before Robb could attempt to open the door for me and looked back into the car– my emotions mixed with good and bad. “Robb, thank you. I know it sounds lame, but you made a difference, a big one. I can't explain why I asked you to do what I asked of you, maybe it was because I wanted to feel like a desirable woman again.” “Wendy, I can't pretend to know you, all I can say is you deserve to be happy. Please, don't throw your life away, do what you need to do to move your life forward. If you ever need a friend to lean on call me. I promise to be there for you.” I watched as he drove away, then turned and took the first step back to a life filled with problems. Regardless of the outcome, I had a life to rebuild and I was determined to make it better. It was time to face my demons. Robb had given me that chance– I wasn't going to waste it. I had always been strong in the face of adversity and the one time I had faltered there was someone who cared enough to pull me through. I would always be grateful to him. Chapter 4: Reflections Robb Well, this had been two of the strangest days in my life. I save a woman from killing herself, comfort her by having sex with her, feed her breakfast, and drop her off to return to a husband who doesn't deserve her. Sure, I was recovering from a failed relationship of long standing, but I had never come close to committing suicide despite the pain. But, depression affects people in different ways and some can climb out of it, others can't without help. I hoped Wendy had the strength to do what she needed to do to make her life better. I drove home wondering if I would ever get a phone call from her in the future. After walking in the door I went to put things away in the kitchen– there was the pistol sitting where I had left it. I hefted it, it had been a long time since I had fired a pistol in the military; it still felt familiar. I walked to the bedroom and to the closet, opened my fire safe, and placed it inside along with the rounds I had taken out of the clip. Wendy I walked the fifteen minutes home thinking of what I would need to do. I walked in the door after seeing his car in the driveway– he was home. He was sitting in front of the TV watching a car race when I walked in. “Where have you been? We have to get ready for church in a few hours you know.” “I stayed with a friend last night. Sorry, I should have called, or left a text.” He looked at me with a wicked grin, “You go to the bedroom and take your clothes off. We haven't done it in a while, and I'm feeling you might be good about now.” I froze, my stomach went tight. If there was something I didn't want from him that was it. “I'm not in the mood right now, maybe later.” “I'm not interested if you're in the mood, get yourself in the mood. I'll be in after the race is over in about ten minutes.” “Honey, I'm sorry, I really don't want to, maybe after church this afternoon.” He looked at me with a scowl. “You're my wife, that means you listen to what I need, and give it when I want it. It's probably those pills you take to avoid getting pregnant. I hear they mess up a woman's mind too. It's time for you to stop taking them.” 'There's nothing wrong with my mind that getting away from you for a while won't solve. You haven't touched me in six months, and now you want me to flop onto my back for you. Well, it's not going to happen this time.“ He turned the volume down on the TV and stared at me with hard eyes, "What are you saying, you're not going to be a wife?” “What! Be a wife only when you want to be a husband! Why don't you be a husband to me instead of spending all your time with Joanne Winston,” my voice going shrill. “Joanne has nothing to do with this,” he thundered. “I'm grateful for that. My Lord, I guess you having her bent over the sofa, your cock inside her didn't mean anything.” I saw is face grow taut, his jaw moving slightly, but he didn't say anything. “Yes, I walked in and saw the both of you. You were so intent on screwing her you didn't even hear, or see me. I'm going to divorce your ass.” “You can't talk to me that way. I had a moment of weakness and I've prayed for forgiveness. I want to make it up to you.” “Oh, so you can go around screwing her for months and you expect me to forgive you. I guess I'm not the hardcore Christian woman you thought I was. I'm going to pack my clothes and things I need and find someplace else to live until the divorce is final.” He stormed towards me, grabbed my blouse and torn it open, his eyes wild, “You're in my house, you are my wife, I'm going to have you as is my right. Now, we can do it the hard way, or the easy way. But, I'm going to get my due out of you.” I knew I wasn't going to be able to stop him, he was much too large for me to resist him. My mind scrambled to find a way to tamp things down. For the first time I was afraid of being raped– by my own husband. Maybe I wasn't thinking straight, but it was the only thing that came to mind. “Well, it's about time you showed some real interest in these,” as I placed my hands under my breasts and pushed them up. I saw a look of confusion on his face. He stopped, his hands went down to his sides as his eyes remained glued on my heaving chest. I swallowed hard, it was taking every bit of strength for me to take a step toward him. I planted a kiss on his cheek, my stomach protesting, then forced a smile. “Finish watching your race, then come in and treat me as your wife. I went off the pill a month ago if you want to know.” I watched as he sat back down on the sofa, his temper had settled. I was sure he didn't even think my comment about Joanne made a difference– as far as he was concerned he'd been forgiven by the Lord. Well, I wasn't the Lord and the memory of them at the sofa was fresh in my mind. He was going to hell as far as I was concerned and I knew he would have company. He looked at me, his face stoic. “This will be over in about seven minutes. Glad you came to your senses.” His words made me want to heave. I rushed down the hall, into our bedroom, pulled out a suitcase and jammed underwear, a bra, some blouses, a few pairs of slacks, and two pairs of shoes into it. I slipped out the door into the garage as he stared at the TV. I didn't have much, but it would be enough for a few days until I could come back for more. The asshole wasn't ever going to touch me again. I rushed to my car and was away as fast as I could go, the tires squealing as I drove off. My last look was of him standing in front of the garage in my rear-view mirror– I had gotten away. I got as far as the park and pulled onto a side street and called my parents. They lived about two hours away where my husband wasn't likely to go. After a minute to settle myself, I called and told them I was coming to spend the night and would leave early for work in the morning. I Explained I would tell them what was going on when I got there. I started driving and felt my hands tremble as I gripped the steering wheel. He had intended on taking me regardless of what I wanted and the fear was now manifesting itself. I settled down after a while and the drive to my parents' home was enough time for me to reflect on my three years with him. Three full years of my life down the drain because I wasn't mature enough to know better– our relationship had gone bad after no more than a year. We had disagreed on one thing after another, at first small things, then major things– like having children, and having money in a savings account. I spilled everything to my parents, well… not everything. The pistol and Robb I omitted not wanting to admit I had been so desperate. They sat silent and let me talk and when I was finished told me they understood and would help me in any way they could. I took my suitcase into the guest bedroom and sat down on the bed. I opened the suitcase to see what I had selected in my haste to get out of the house hoping there was the right combination to wear to work the next day. I slept poorly, tossing and turning, thinking I had screwed my life up big time. I had sought revenge on by husband by sleeping with a total stranger and realized I would never use it against him. I didn't want to look like that kind of woman. He had his righteous Christian woman and the Lord had forgiven him. What did I have now? I felt asleep and jerked up with a start when the alarm went off. Chapter 5: Freudian Slip? Wendy I drove to work and stumbled into the office half awake. I struggled through the day and realized I hadn't made arrangements for a place to stay for the night. It didn't make sense to drive all the way back to my parents' house again. I hadn't closed my savings account, or made it a joint account after we married– now happy I hadn't. I went to the ATM and withdrew enough money for the week to stay in a cheap motel. It would do for the time being and I decided I wasn't going to go back for my clothes either– I'd shop for what I needed. The account was healthy enough to support me for a while, so at least I felt better about that. After work I drove to the cheapest place I knew, committing for one night. I walked into the room, put my suitcase on the chair, and fell exhausted onto the bed. I woke up three hours later feeling hungry and decided to walk down the street to a fast food place for a salad. I had put my phone on silent and when I looked at it found there were multiple calls, and text messages from my husband. I deleted all of them and blocked his number. No sense in talking with him, he could do that through my lawyer, and I'd find one before the end of the week. The week went along and the women at work knew something was up. I finally revealed I'd left my husband and was living in a motel. One of the single women offered me a room in her apartment saying she didn't use it for anything other than storing a few boxes of stuff. I accepted her offer and moved in two days later after buying a used single bed and bedding to make it up from a thrift shop. I needed to stretch my money as far as I could not knowing how long it would be before I could end my marriage. Clara was a godsend, she was always such a happy person, her personality was exactly what I needed, and I found my mood improved as the days went by. We shared expenses for food, so that helped too. The biggest change after a few days was I didn't feel stressed as much as I had before. I didn't realize how much it was taking out of me having to deal with my husband day in and day out. I found a lawyer and gave him the go ahead to do whatever was needed. He told me if my husband didn't contest the filing it could be done in a month at a modest cost. Under state law I was entitled to half of our real assets and funds held in joint accounts at the time of the filing. A week later I had diverted my paycheck to my new checking account. I was feeling better about the decision I had made when my husband showed up in the lobby of the building asking to see me. My lawyer told me it was best not to talk with him unless someone were with me, even if it were not him. I told the receptionist to tell him I was in a meeting for the rest of the day. I found out later he left after a few minutes saying he would try to see me later obviously unhappy. I was eating supper with Clara when my phone rang, it was my mother. I decided to ignore it and call her back after we finished eating. I walked into my bedroom for privacy, went to my contacts, and touched the screen. A male voice answered, thinking it was my dad who had picked up. “Hi Dad, this is Wendy. How are you?” There was a long pause, then. “Wendy, this is Robb. Are you okay?” Surprised, I stammered out a reply, then regained my composure. “How are you?” “Good, work and doing the volunteer stuff, nothing unusual. But, why are you calling me?” I didn't want to hurt his feelings by telling him I hadn't meant to call him. I was trying to come up with a plausible explanation when he offered. “You called my number by mistake didn't you?” “Yes, I'm sorry. I never took your number out of my contacts.” “I understand. So, things are going well with you and your husband?” “No. I'm in the process of getting a divorce. I'm living with a friend in her apartment until I get things settled. I hope my lawyer will have good news for me by next week.” That's great, ugh, well… not great news… “Robb, it's okay. I understand it's awkward.” “Good, it's good to know you're moving your life forward and you're safe. Well, I'll let you get back to whomever you meant to call.” “Thanks.” I replied not knowing exactly what else to say. I saw the call end and this time pressed the number for my mother: Roberta, not Robb. I would remove Robb's information after talking with her. My Mother answered and told me my husband had called her asking if she knew where I was living. I felt my heart go into my stomach. He was stilling looking for me. “Honey, I told him I didn't know where. I won't repeat what he said, it would only upset you. Your father and I think you're doing the right thing. Be strong, see this through, and when things settle down you'll find a man that's good for you.” That was my mother, always looking for the silver lining. We talked for another half hour and then I put my phone down. I would call my lawyer tomorrow and see if he had anything to tell me. I opened my contacts to delete Robb's number, my finger almost touching the screen when I pulled it back. I probably should have thanked him again for helping me. I'd call him back, then delete it after we finished talking. I selected his name, waited for the dial tone, and for him to pick up. “Robb here.” “Robb, it's Wendy again.” There was a pause. “You're alright aren't you?” I laughed. “Yes, I'm fine. I thought I should call you back and thank you again for helping me.” “Okay, you know I'm pleased you're alright. You sound good, I can almost see your smile. I remember what you look like when you wear one.” I felt myself smiling like a fool, I remembered when I had smiled at him that way. Memoires flooded my mine and I felt myself go warm remembering being in bed with him the following morning. There was a long pause between us, then I started to say something just has he did, we both stopped, another pause. “Go ahead, what did you have to say,” he offered. “I don't know, what did you want to say?” Another pause, I felt myself tense wondering now if I should have called him. “Wendy, are you free tonight?” “Yes. Well not free, but reasonable,” I replied flippantly. I heard him laugh. “Reasonable works for me. How about I come and pick you up and we can go out for a coffee.” “Robb, I'm still married. I want to, but I'm not sure it's a good idea.” “I understand, it makes sense, sorry. I guess I wasn't thinking straight.” “Robb, I would say yes otherwise. Really, I would.” - to be continued.. By R A Wallace for Literotica

Bongani Bingwa speaks to Khabazela about having an experience of freudian slip while speaking to someone. Bongani makes sense of the news, interviews the key newsmakers of the day, and holds those in power to account on your behalf. The team bring you all you need to know to start your day Thank you for listening to a podcast from 702 Breakfast with Bongani Bingwa Listen live on Primedia+ weekdays from 06:00 and 09:00 (SA Time) to Breakfast with Bongani Bingwa broadcast on 702: https://buff.ly/gk3y0Kj For more from the show go to https://buff.ly/36edSLV or find all the catch-up podcasts here https://buff.ly/zEcM35T Subscribe to the 702 Daily and Weekly Newsletters https://buff.ly/v5mfetc Follow us on social media: 702 on Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/TalkRadio702 702 on TikTok: https://www.tiktok.com/@talkradio702 702 on Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/talkradio702/ 702 on X: https://x.com/Radio702 702 on YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/@radio702See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

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A lawyer in Colorado accidentally called a female judge "honey" instead of "your honor". Source: https://abovethelaw.com/2025/06/lawyer-calls-judge-honey-during-oral-argument-and-you-can-feel-the-cringe/

Freudian slips: when your subconscious really wants the mic.

When people lash out at us—when they bite us—they could be giving us invaluable insight into what is truly in our heart. Before we respond too quickly, we need to take some time for introspection.  Check out this part of my conversation with John Opalewski and Jim Wiegand on the Leading From Alignment podcast. If you would like to watch this interview, please click here.  Please check out my book When Sheep Bite to both heal from past bites and prepare yourself for the bites which are inevitably coming in the future. ►► Would you please prayerfully consider supporting this ministry? My Patreon supporters get behind-the-scenes access to exclusive materials. ◀︎◀︎

Bobby started by talking about all the weird weather we’ve been having and why he is motivated to get a generator every time this happens. Amy is in California to receive an award and Bobby calls her out on a Freudian Slip she had on her post. Bobby revealed the one person recently he wanted to get a photo with. We talked about George Wendt, the Beer-Loving Norm on ‘Cheers,’ who died at 76. Eddie found out after Lunchbox rode his bike to work that it’s a really expensive bike!See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Bobby started by talking about all the weird weather we’ve been having and why he is motivated to get a generator every time this happens. Amy is in California to receive an award and Bobby calls her out on a Freudian Slip she had on her post. Bobby revealed the one person recently he wanted to get a photo with. We talked about George Wendt, the Beer-Loving Norm on ‘Cheers,’ who died at 76. Eddie found out after Lunchbox rode his bike to work that it’s a really expensive bike!See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

This Week on The Casual Hour…Good news and bad news. Good news: Bobby and Chase both have fun new video games to talk about including Deadzone: Rogue, Lynked Banner of the Spark and Despelote. Bad news: We also pour one out for Polygon and Giant Bomb, both of which have gone through some massive, gutting changes. It's positives and negatives on this edition of The Casual Hour!// T W I T C H------------------------------------------------------------------------------------M W F @ 9 PM CSTtwitch.tv/thecasualhouryoutube.com/thecasualhourinstagram.com/thecasualhour// S U B S C R I B E------------------------------------------------------------------------------------https://www.youtube.com/thecasualhourWe post Quick Looks and VOD from previous streams weekly!// F O L L O W------------------------------------------------------------------------------------One link to rule them all: www.thecasualhour.com// T H E   C A S U A L   H O U R------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Bobby Pease - https://linktr.ee/bob_ombyChase Koeneke - http://Linktr.ee/chase_koeneke// M U S I C------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Love our theme music? It was created by Patric Brown. You can follow his antics on Twitter @insaneanalog or check out more of his music and download our theme at www.insaneanalog.com

A little bit of everything in this one, friends. Bit o' News includes Sara's awesome tribute to Ray Shero as well our thoughts on Ovechkin breaking the goal-scoring record and some significant pieces returning to play-off bound teams. There's lots of talk about "can't miss" games this week and what we expect in terms of the final playoff picture but not before....A BRAND NEW SEGMENT DEBUTS!!! We have a real live boots on the ground report from a soda shop in Salt Lake City! Follow us:  @2_much_man on Twitter / Instagram / YouTube @2-much-man on BlueSky  

Chris exposes a shocking truth about big food companies— they admit their real fear is Americans eating healthier. Referencing Robert F. Kennedy Jr.'s push to eliminate artificial dyes and improve food quality, Markowski highlights how companies already produce healthier versions for Europe but refuse to do so in the U.S. Is the push for healthier eating really a threat to their profits? www.watchdogonwallstreet.com

HOUR 2 - Seth and Sean re-live the Texans' Divisional loss in KC via the voice of Marc Vandermeer, give credit where it's due in Acknowledge Me, discuss Cal & Hannah McNair's message to fans after this season and assess if CJ Stroud had a Freudian slip in mentioning Stefon Diggs.

Seth and Sean discuss Cal and Hannah McNair's final message to fans this season from the postgame show and if CJ Stroud had a Freudian slip in his presser talking about Diggs. Could something be happening behind the scenes to bring Diggs back?

When Captain Archer brings Porthos on an important diplomatic mission, peeing on a sacred tree earns the Kreetassans another elaborate apology. But when the pathogen Porthos picked up turns him into a puppet, Dr. Phlox starts digging into the psychology of Archer's hot-headed reactions. Does the actor who plays Porthos have a side hustle? Who is a roll-off danger in a biobed? What will make a comeback on iPad 17? It's the episode that's dead inside in different ways.Support the production of The Greatest GenerationGet a thing at podshop.biz!Sign up for our mailing list!Follow The Game of Buttholes: The Will of the Riker - Quantum LeapThe Greatest Generation is produced by Wynde PriddySocial media is managed by Rob Adler and Bill TilleyMusic by Adam Ragusea & Dark MateriaFriends of DeSoto for: Labor | Democracy | JusticeDiscuss the show using the hashtag #GreatestGen and find us on social media:YouTube | Facebook | X | Instagram | TikTok | Mastodon | Bluesky | ThreadsAnd check out these online communities run by FODs: Reddit | USS Hood Discord | Facebook group | Wikia | FriendsOfDeSoto.social

Does not having a penis make you feel inferior due to a bad case of penis envy? Do you or have you ever wanted to have sex with your mother? Or your father? When most people think of Freud they think of his more extreme notions and theories, stuff like his Oedipus and Electra complexes. But he also really helped us understand our unconscious mind and how it interacts with our conscious mind. How the id, ego, and superego shape our personalities and desires. A fascinating blend of important science and insanity today as we explore the life and ideas of Sigmund Freud! Merch and more: www.badmagicproductions.com Timesuck Discord! https://discord.gg/tqzH89vWant to join the Cult of the Curious PrivateFacebook Group? Go directly to Facebook and search for "Cult of the Curious" to locate whatever happens to be our most current page :)For all merch-related questions/problems: store@badmagicproductions.com (copy and paste)Please rate and subscribe on Apple Podcasts and elsewhere and follow the suck on social media!! @timesuckpodcast on IG and http://www.facebook.com/timesuckpodcastWanna become a Space Lizard? Click here: https://www.patreon.com/timesuckpodcast.Sign up through Patreon, and for $5 a month, you get access to the entire Secret Suck catalog (295 episodes) PLUS the entire catalog of Timesuck, AD FREE. You'll also get 20% off of all regular Timesuck merch PLUS access to exclusive Space Lizard merch. 

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You're Not the Problem gives you the tools to recognise and heal from narcissistic and emotional abuse - out now: UK, US (affiliate links) Confused by the family dynamics growing up and the blurred lines between parent and child, our guest this week describes a deep need to understand her past before she can fully move forward. She questions whether she was the golden child or the scapegoat within the family that should have protected her all along. Despite going no contact, she shares her fear of an unexpected run-in or being pushed to reconnect by family members minimising the abuse she experienced. Listen to Katie and Helen look at this difficult situation from all angles and offer their insight into what's going on. We talk theories and strategies in our exclusive Patreon show, The Freudian Slip. Unlock instant access to over 65 episodes today on our Patreon page including how to identify if you were the scapegoat, golden child or invisible child in your own family. Submit your own letter, find free resources and sign up for our weekly newsletter at www.InSightPodcast.com.

You're Not the Problem gives you the tools to recognise and heal from narcissistic and emotional abuse - out now: UK, US (affiliate links) When you've spent your life feeling like you're an 'empath' who's an expert at spotting a lie, what do you do when you can no longer trust your instincts? And is it instinct, or is it trauma? That's the dilemma our guest is facing this week, as she asks how she can trust the opinions and actions of others, when she can no longer trust her own. Listen to Katie and Helen look at this difficult situation from all angles and offer their insight into what's going on. We talk theories and strategies in our exclusive Patreon show, The Freudian Slip. Unlock instant access to over 60 episodes today on our Patreon page, including identifying your family roles, the cycle of abuse, empathy and how to spot a good apology. Submit your own letter, find free resources and sign up for our weekly newsletter at www.InSightPodcast.com.

You're Not the Problem gives you the tools to recognise and heal from narcissistic and emotional abuse - out now: UK, US (affiliate links) We're honoured to have been joined by Matylda live this week, who's asking for help with understanding the dynamic of her relationship, and asks how she can avoid the internal despair she feels at the first sign of conflict. Listen to Helen and Katie share their thoughts on respectful disagreement, unpicking conflict and power dynamics, and the importance of repairing the relationship afterwards.  We talk theories and strategies in our exclusive Patreon show, The Freudian Slip. Unlock instant access to over 60 episodes today on our Patreon page, including identifying your family roles, the cycle of abuse, empathy and how to spot a good apology. Submit your own letter, find free resources and sign up for our weekly newsletter at www.InSightPodcast.com.

You're Not the Problem gives you the tools to recognise and heal from narcissistic and emotional abuse - out now: UK, US (affiliate links) Our community is front and centre this week, as we answer YOUR questions! From diagnosing a narcissist to how best to support a sibling, we've loved this opportunity to help our lovely Patrons with the questions that are most important to them. Thank you to everyone that asked a question, we wish we could have covered them all! Fancy asking your own question or even a chance to guest-star on the podcast to read your letter? Look out for more info on your exclusive subscriber-only feed over on our Patreon page. We talk theories and strategies in our exclusive Patreon show, The Freudian Slip. Unlock instant access to over 60 episodes today on our Patreon page, including identifying your family roles, the cycle of abuse, empathy and how to spot a good apology. Submit your own letter, find free resources and sign up for our weekly newsletter at www.InSightPodcast.com.

You're Not the Problem gives you the tools to recognise and heal from narcissistic and emotional abuse - out now: UK, US (affiliate links) We're delighted to be joined by ADHD expert and host of the 'I Have ADHD' podcast Kristen Carder this week as she returns to share her personal story of surviving emotional abuse. We talk about how it feels to be forced into a box that simply doesn't fit, and the key takeaways from thousands of hours of therapy that have helped her reconnect with herself and help thousands of clients. We talk theories and strategies in our exclusive Patreon show, The Freudian Slip. Unlock instant access to over 60 episodes today on our Patreon page, including identifying your family roles, the cycle of abuse, empathy and how to spot a good apology. In Sight is sponsored by Pinch of Nom! Buy their amazing cookbook ‘Enjoy' here! Submit your own letter, find free resources and sign up for our weekly newsletter at www.InSightPodcast.com.

Jesus talked a lot, but He never had to apologize. Is it possible for this to be said of us too?  Check out my video called Time To Check The Mirror where I talk about so-called Freudian slips, and my blog post A Leader's Sincere Apology. Check out my blog, my other podcasts, my books, and so much more at http://linktr.ee/craigtowens  ►► Would you please prayerfully consider supporting this ministry? My Patreon supporters get behind-the-scenes access to exclusive materials. ◀︎◀︎

You're Not the Problem gives you the tools to recognise and heal from narcissistic and emotional abuse - out now: UK, US (affiliate links) Whether it's because you're no longer fuelling their ego or you're standing up to their manipulative behaviour, being discarded by a narcissist is one of the most devastating things to experience. Originally released exclusively for our Patreon subscribers, we're sharing the 'Discard' episode of The Freudian Slip to everyone this week.  Enjoyed this episode and want to hear more about the cycle of abuse, family roles, healing strategies and so much more? Unlock instant access to over 60 more in-depth episodes just like this one over on our Patreon page. In Sight is sponsored by Pinch of Nom! Buy their amazing cookbook ‘Enjoy' here! Submit your own letter, find free resources and sign up for our weekly newsletter at www.InSightPodcast.com.

You're Not the Problem gives you the tools to recognise and heal from narcissistic and emotional abuse - out now: UK, US (affiliate links) Calling all people pleasers, this one's for you! This week we're replaying one of our community's favourite episodes, originally released back in January 2023. If this episode is a refresher for you, we'd like to ask you to reflect on what's changed for you over the past 18 months as you listen - we hope this is a valuable exercise for you, and enjoy the episode. Original: The listener this week is struggling to know whether to stay in her relationship. Feeling unseen and unheard but so in love with her partner, she can't make sense of what's acceptable or not.  Listen to Katie and Helen look at this difficult situation from all angles and offer their insight into what's going on. We talk theories and strategies in our exclusive Patreon show, The Freudian Slip. Unlock instant access to over 60 episodes today on our Patreon page, including identifying your family roles, the cycle of abuse, empathy and how to spot a good apology. In Sight is sponsored by Pinch of Nom! Buy their amazing cookbook ‘Enjoy' here! Submit your own letter, find free resources and sign up for our weekly newsletter at www.InSightPodcast.com.

You're Not the Problem gives you the tools to recognise and heal from narcissistic and emotional abuse - out now: UK, US (affiliate links) TW: mention of childhood illness Stuck in a cycle of breaking up and making up, our listener this week reflects that her upbringing may have led to her missing some red flags in her relationship. But as her patience wears thin and she finally breaks away, the situation is complicated by sharing a workplace. Fearful of what he may be saying about her to their colleagues, she asks if it's possible to stay professional and protect herself at the same time. Listen to Katie and Helen look at this difficult situation from all angles and offer their insight into what's going on. Find What My Bones Know here (aff link) and the recommended exercise on the trauma bond here. We talk theories and strategies in our exclusive Patreon show, The Freudian Slip. Unlock instant access to over 60 episodes today on our Patreon page, including identifying your family roles, the cycle of abuse, empathy and how to spot a good apology. In Sight is sponsored by Pinch of Nom! Buy their amazing cookbook ‘Enjoy' here! Submit your own letter, find free resources and sign up for our weekly newsletter at www.InSightPodcast.com.

You're Not the Problem gives you the tools to recognise and heal from narcissistic and emotional abuse - out now: UK, US (affiliate links) TW: mentions of physical abuse, disordered eating and cancer With a family unit split down the middle, our listener this week questions why she was punished simply for not being the same as her sister. Each parent picked their favourite daughter and pitted them against each other, in a competition that was rigged from the start. After adding physical distance and being left all but emotionally abandoned, she asks if her family should have done more to repair their relationship, or is she expecting too much? Listen to Katie and Helen look at this difficult situation from all angles and offer their insight into what's going on. We talk theories and strategies in our exclusive Patreon show, The Freudian Slip. Unlock instant access to over 50 episodes today on our Patreon page, including identifying your family roles, the cycle of abuse, empathy and how to spot a good apology. In Sight is sponsored by Pinch of Nom! Buy their amazing cookbook ‘Enjoy' here! Submit your own letter, find free resources and sign up for our weekly newsletter at www.InSightPodcast.com.

Trump implies there won't be elections if he gets elected. Fareed Zakaria gets the Biden legacy primarily right. Donna Brazile did not mince her word with a Trump sycophant. Subscribe to our Newsletter: https://politicsdoneright.com/newsletter Purchase our Books: As I See It: https://amzn.to/3XpvW5o How To Make America Utopia: https://amzn.to/3VKVFnG It's Worth It: https://amzn.to/3VFByXP Lose Weight And Be Fit Now: https://amzn.to/3xiQK3K Tribulations of an Afro-Latino Caribbean man: https://amzn.to/4c09rbE

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You're Not the Problem gives you the tools to recognise and heal from narcissistic and emotional abuse - out now: UK, US (affiliate links) TW: physical abuse, abortion, assault, stalking From reading childhood diaries to mocking her physical appearance, this week's listener was shamed and belittled by her family at every opportunity. Even after reaching milestones her parents never thought her capable of, she's still grappling with the feeling that despite her own beautiful family, she will never be able to let go of the deep sadness that's still holding her back. Listen to Katie and Helen look at this difficult situation from all angles and offer their insight into what's going on. We talk theories and strategies in our exclusive Patreon show, The Freudian Slip. Unlock instant access to over 50 episodes today on our Patreon page, including identifying your family roles, the cycle of abuse, empathy and how to spot a good apology. In Sight is sponsored by Pinch of Nom! Buy their amazing cookbook ‘Enjoy' here! Submit your own letter, find free resources and sign up for our weekly newsletter at www.InSightPodcast.com.

You're Not the Problem gives you the tools to recognise and heal from narcissistic and emotional abuse - out now: UK, US (affiliate links) TW: Sexual abuse, self-harm This week we hear how our listener is coming to the realisation that she may have been subjected to covert sexual abuse at the hands of her parents. Despite being expected to run the household as a teenager as well as keep her younger sister safe, she's now struggling to connect with her own feelings. Was it really abuse, or is she just being sensitive? Listen to Katie and Helen look at this difficult situation from all angles and offer their insight into what's going on. Domestic violence article referenced: https://www.mirror.co.uk/news/uk-news/experts-reveal-how-spot-emotional-33201421 We talk theories and strategies in our exclusive Patreon show, The Freudian Slip. Unlock instant access to over 50 episodes today on our Patreon page, including identifying your family roles, the cycle of abuse, empathy and how to spot a good apology. In Sight is sponsored by Pinch of Nom! Buy their amazing cookbook ‘Enjoy' here! Submit your own letter, find free resources and sign up for our weekly newsletter at www.InSightPodcast.com.

Despite the use Sunday night of a teleprompter during his nationally broadcast address concerning the attempted assassination of Donald Trump, Joe Biden managed to utter twice a stunning Freudian slip.    He declared that, “In America, we resolve our differences at the battle box. You know, that's how we do it, at the battle box, not with bullets.”   The White House transcribed the word battle as “battol” and struck it through next to “ballot” in brackets. But the normal spelling seems more consistent with Biden's declaration to donors last week that, “It's time to put Trump in a bullseye.”    Victor Davis Hanson has reminded us of sixteen other examples of celebrities espousing physical attacks on President Trump, including a popular play in New York's Central Park.     Such rhetoric must stop. But those who have indulged in it must be held accountable, as well.   This is Frank Gaffney.

You're Not the Problem gives you the tools to recognise and heal from narcissistic and emotional abuse - out now: UK, US (affiliate links) A move back to the family farm soon becomes a nightmare for this week's listener. She describes her demanding mother in law causing a scene at birthday parties, arriving unannounced in a fit of anger and refusing to listen to reason. Despite her husband reaching the end of his tether and cutting ties, our listener asks why she's the one wanting to fix things for the sake of her children. Listen to Katie and Helen look at this difficult situation from all angles and offer their insight into what's going on. We talk theories and strategies in our exclusive Patreon show, The Freudian Slip. Unlock instant access to over 50 episodes today on our Patreon page, including identifying your family roles, the cycle of abuse, empathy and how to spot a good apology. In Sight is sponsored by Pinch of Nom! Buy their amazing cookbook ‘Enjoy' here! Submit your own letter, find free resources and sign up for our weekly newsletter at www.InSightPodcast.com.

You're Not the Problem gives you the tools to recognise and heal from narcissistic and emotional abuse - out now: UK, US (affiliate links) TW: Violence To those on the outside, our listener's mother has always been the generous, kind and loving parent that's been unfairly denied access to her precious grandchildren. But dig deeper and there's a lifetime of shaming, gaslighting and even excusing physical abuse. Our listener has been given expensive gifts, huge public displays and fancy holidays, but what's the true cost to her and her family? Listen to Katie and Helen look at this difficult situation from all angles and offer their insight into what's going on. We talk theories and strategies in our exclusive Patreon show, The Freudian Slip. Unlock instant access to over 50 episodes today on our Patreon page, including identifying your family roles, the cycle of abuse, empathy and how to spot a good apology. In Sight is sponsored by Pinch of Nom! Buy their amazing cookbook ‘Enjoy' here! Submit your own letter, find free resources and sign up for our weekly newsletter at www.InSightPodcast.com.

You're Not the Problem gives you the tools to recognise and heal from narcissistic and emotional abuse - out now: UK, US (affiliate links) Family law solicitor Tracey Moloney AKA The Legal Queen joins us on the podcast again this week, this time we're talking about children and grandparents. Do "grandparents' rights" exist? And how can a child be protected from manipulation at the hands of a bitter ex-partner? Find The Legal Queen on TikTok. Note: Tracey specialises in English and Welsh law only, and this episode does not constitute legal advice. We talk theories and strategies in our exclusive Patreon show, The Freudian Slip. Unlock instant access to over 50 episodes today on our Patreon page, including identifying your family roles, the cycle of abuse, empathy and how to spot a good apology. In Sight is sponsored by Pinch of Nom! Buy their amazing cookbook ‘Enjoy' here! Submit your own letter, find free resources and sign up for our weekly newsletter at www.InSightPodcast.com.

Freudian Slip - Have you ever been deep in conversation and realized you‘ve interchanged words unconsciously?  Well according to Dr. Freud, the great psychiatrist, the mix-up may have been subconsciously intentional. Dr. B. breaks down what is called a Freudian Slip, and why some people are more prone than others when it comes to this slip of the tongue.----Welcome to The Breakdown with Doctor B., a psychologically healing conversation with well-known psychiatrist Arthur Bregman MD.  Every week Dr. B. and host Linda Corley break down issues and problems from a mental health perspective. From the incessant stresses of the pandemic to untangling relationship problems, Dr. B's years of experience help piece together the messiest of life's problems.

You're Not the Problem gives you the tools to recognise and heal from narcissistic and emotional abuse - out now: UK, US (affiliate links) From spotting insidious emotional abuse in the courtroom to surviving divorce proceedings against a narcissist, we're hearing practical guidance and legal insights from family law solicitor Tracey Moloney AKA The Legal Queen!  This week we're focusing on how to protect yourself during divorce and separation, but fear not - Tracey returns next week to chat about the rights around children and grandparents. Find The Legal queen on TikTok. Note: Tracey specialises in English and Welsh law only, and this episode does not constitute legal advice. We talk theories and strategies in our exclusive Patreon show, The Freudian Slip. Unlock instant access to over 50 episodes today on our Patreon page, including identifying your family roles, the cycle of abuse, empathy and how to spot a good apology. In Sight is sponsored by Pinch of Nom! Buy their amazing cookbook ‘Enjoy' here! Submit your own letter, find free resources and sign up for our weekly newsletter at www.InSightPodcast.com.

You're Not the Problem gives you the tools to recognise and heal from narcissistic and emotional abuse - out now: UK, US (affiliate links) TW: child loss, sexual assault This week our listener describes living in the shadow of her stillborn sister, as the "replacement child" that didn't stand a chance in a toxic household. Between manipulation and weaponising her disability, her mother has continued to spread the narrative that our listener is volatile, cruel and hateful. She asks if by going no contact, does she really have to lose the family connection she craves? Listen to Katie and Helen look at this difficult situation from all angles and offer their insight into what's going on. We talk theories and strategies in our exclusive Patreon show, The Freudian Slip. Unlock instant access to over 50 episodes today on our Patreon page, including identifying your family roles, the cycle of abuse, empathy and how to spot a good apology. In Sight is sponsored by Pinch of Nom! Buy their amazing cookbook ‘Enjoy' here! Submit your own letter, find free resources and sign up for our weekly newsletter at www.InSightPodcast.com.

You're Not the Problem gives you the tools to recognise and heal from narcissistic and emotional abuse - out now: UK, US (affiliate links) Our listener begins to spot red flags in her brother-in-law's behaviour, including massive invasions of privacy and public shaming of their children. She's worried his ultra-religious views and need for control have not only traumatised his wife, but her children are at risk too. Our listener asks if her sister is somehow enabling his abuse, and more importanly how can she protect her? Listen to Katie and Helen look at this difficult situation from all angles and offer their insight into what's going on.. We talk theories and strategies in our exclusive Patreon show, The Freudian Slip. Unlock instant access to over 50 episodes today on our Patreon page, including identifying your family roles, the cycle of abuse, empathy and how to spot a good apology. In Sight is sponsored by Pinch of Nom! Buy their amazing cookbook ‘Enjoy' here! Submit your own letter, find free resources and sign up for our weekly newsletter at www.InSightPodcast.com.

You're Not the Problem gives you the tools to recognise and heal from narcissistic and emotional abuse - out now: UK, US (affiliate links) Desperate for closure after a string of abusive relationships throughout her life, our listener can't help but cling on to rage and even hatred towards those who wronged her. As acknowledgment and atonement grow ever more unlikely, she asks how to deal with the hurt and anger. Listen to Katie and Helen look at this difficult situation from all angles and offer their insight into what's going on. We talk theories and strategies in our exclusive Patreon show, The Freudian Slip. Unlock instant access to over 50 episodes today on our Patreon page, including identifying your family roles, the cycle of abuse, empathy and how to spot a good apology. In Sight is sponsored by Pinch of Nom! Buy their amazing cookbook ‘Enjoy' here! Submit your own letter, find free resources and sign up for our weekly newsletter at www.InSightPodcast.com.

You're Not the Problem gives you the tools to recognise and heal from narcissistic and emotional abuse - out now: UK, US (affiliate links) After a nasty outburst on a family holiday, our listener this week is struggling with words from her mother that can't be unsaid. As the insults chip away at her self-esteem, examples of toxic behaviour in childhood bubble to the surface and she's questioning everything she thought she knew about her role in the family. But is she really unlovable, a bad mother, and ‘broken'? Listen to Katie and Helen look at this difficult situation from all angles and offer their insight into what's going on. TW: This episode talks about sexual abuse. We talk theories and strategies in our exclusive Patreon show, The Freudian Slip. Unlock instant access to over 50 episodes today on our Patreon page, including identifying your family roles, the cycle of abuse, empathy and how to spot a good apology. In Sight is sponsored by Pinch of Nom! Buy their amazing cookbook ‘Enjoy' here! Submit your own letter, find free resources and sign up for our weekly newsletter at www.InSightPodcast.com.

You're Not the Problem gives you the tools to recognise and heal from narcissistic and emotional abuse - out now: UK, US (affiliate links) Our listener this week recalls a family conversation about her grandmother's toxic behaviour. However, her mother is oblivious to how she displayed the same behaviour, and the lasting effects it had on our listener. Despite her mother's difficult relationship with alcohol and emotional manipulation, our listener doesn't want to rock the boat by saying how she's feeling and asks, can there ever be healing in confrontation? Listen to Katie and Helen look at this difficult situation from all angles and offer their insight into what's going on. We talk theories and strategies in our exclusive Patreon show, The Freudian Slip. Unlock instant access to over 50 episodes today on our Patreon page, including identifying your family roles, the cycle of abuse, empathy and how to spot a good apology. In Sight is sponsored by Pinch of Nom! Buy their amazing cookbook ‘Enjoy' here! Submit your own letter, find free resources and sign up for our weekly newsletter at www.InSightPodcast.com.

You're Not the Problem gives you the tools to recognise and heal from narcissistic and emotional abuse - out now: UK, US (affiliate links) Growing up in the shadow of her siblings, our listener has recognised the toxic traits that were always excused and enabled. Despite going low contact, she's struggling with the idea of giving up on her siblings when she's been taught that "family is everything". Can a relationship with her siblings be salvaged, and should it? Listen to Katie and Helen look at this difficult situation from all angles and offer their insight into what's going on. We talk theories and strategies in our exclusive Patreon show, The Freudian Slip. Unlock instant access to over 50 episodes today on our Patreon page, including identifying your family roles, the cycle of abuse, empathy and how to spot a good apology. In Sight is sponsored by Pinch of Nom! Buy their amazing cookbook ‘Enjoy' here! Submit your own letter, find free resources and sign up for our weekly newsletter at www.InSightPodcast.com.

You're Not the Problem gives you the tools to recognise and heal from narcissistic and emotional abuse - out now: UK, US (affiliate links) Our listener this week shares how her kind and generous mother-in-law is "the nicest person you could ever wish to meet", with an enticing ability to keep the peace. But digging deeper, it appears there's so much more to her fawning and people-pleasing behaviour. As worry and exhaustion bubble to the surface, our listener asks how she can protect someone that doesn't believe they deserve protecting? Listen to Katie and Helen look at this difficult situation from all angles and offer their insight into what's going on. We talk theories and strategies in our exclusive Patreon show, The Freudian Slip. Unlock instant access to over 50 episodes today on our Patreon page, including identifying your family roles, the cycle of abuse, empathy and how to spot a good apology. In Sight is sponsored by Pinch of Nom! Buy their amazing cookbook ‘Enjoy' here! Submit your own letter, find free resources and sign up for our weekly newsletter at www.InSightPodcast.com.

You're Not the Problem gives you the tools to recognise and heal from narcissistic and emotional abuse - out now: UK, US (affiliate links) TW: Pregnancy loss Despite a history of cold, abusive behaviour from her mother leading to a trail of broken family bonds, our listener is haunted by the notion that 'life is short'. She is questioning whether she was right to go low contact, or will she regret her decision in the future? Listen to Katie and Helen look at this difficult situation from all angles and offer their insight into what's going on. We talk theories and strategies in our exclusive Patreon show, The Freudian Slip. Unlock instant access to over 50 episodes today on our Patreon page, including identifying your family roles, the cycle of abuse, empathy and how to spot a good apology. In Sight is sponsored by Pinch of Nom! Buy their amazing cookbook ‘Enjoy' here! Submit your own letter, find free resources and sign up for our weekly newsletter at www.InSightPodcast.com.

You're Not the Problem gives you the tools to recognise and heal from narcissistic and emotional abuse - out now: UK, US (affiliate links) This week we break from the usual format to talk about one of the most surreal weeks we've had, embarking on a whistlestop media tour of Ireland to launch YNTP! Plus, we make In Sight history as we are actually recording in the same room for the first time - catch the video on YouTube! We talk theories and strategies in our exclusive Patreon show, The Freudian Slip. Unlock instant access to over 50 episodes today on our Patreon page, including identifying your family roles, the cycle of abuse, empathy and how to spot a good apology. In Sight is sponsored by Pinch of Nom! Buy their amazing cookbook ‘Enjoy' here! Submit your own letter, find free resources and sign up for our weekly newsletter at www.InSightPodcast.com.

You're Not the Problem gives you the tools to recognise and heal from narcissistic and emotional abuse - out now: UK, US (affiliate links) As her father prepares to reconcile with her abusive mother, our listener feels like she's at breaking point. Her father begs her to put their differences aside for a family wedding, but she can't put her mental health at risk again. For the sake of her father she asks whether a narcissist is capable of change, or is this yet another spin on their Merry-Go-Round relationship? Listen to Katie and Helen look at this difficult situation from all angles and offer their insight into what's going on. We talk theories and strategies in our exclusive Patreon show, The Freudian Slip. Unlock instant access to over 50 episodes today on our Patreon page, including identifying your family roles, the cycle of abuse, empathy and how to spot a good apology. In Sight is sponsored by Pinch of Nom! Buy their amazing cookbook ‘Enjoy' here! Submit your own letter, find free resources and sign up for our weekly newsletter at www.InSightPodcast.com.  

PRE ORDER 'YOU'RE NOT THE PROBLEM' HERE! AMAZON UK, AMAZON US (affiliate links) For our bonus show The Freudian Slip and to support us please go to our Patreon This week we chat with previous guest Harriet Shearsmith, author and host of Unfollowing Mum. After Harriet's exclusive early access to 'You're Not the Problem', we hear how the book has impacted her, what she's learned from it and how things have been since we last caught up! In Sight is sponsored by Pinch of Nom! Buy their amazing new cookbook Enjoy here now! In Sight's Amazon Store! For news, tips and tricks, sign up to the newsletter here :) We now have Instagram! Click here to follow, and send messages to be read on the show. And to submit your own question, please visit https://insightpodcast.com/podcast/#submit-your-letter  

PRE ORDER 'YOU'RE NOT THE PROBLEM' HERE! AMAZON UK, AMAZON US (affiliate links) For our bonus show The Freudian Slip and to support us please go to our Patreon This week we're sharing one of the most popular episodes of our exclusive Patreon show, The Freudian Slip. As part of our series examining family roles, we take an in-depth look at the child that ISN'T the golden child. We explore the background and the ramifications of this role - enjoy! Content warning: mention of medical procedures/pain   In Sight is sponsored by Pinch of Nom! Buy their amazing new cookbook Enjoy here now! In Sight's Amazon Store! For news, tips and tricks, sign up to the newsletter here :) We now have Instagram! Click here to follow, and send messages to be read on the show. And to submit your own question, please visit https://insightpodcast.com/podcast/#submit-your-letter

Calling all track nerds to reach in and grab a topic of your choosing. From indoor racing to Olympic standards and field sizes to the new long jump rules, there is something in here for any track nerd (or aspiring track nerd) in your life.  We think track is fun, but even if you don't, there is STILL plenty of fun to be had. Kara accidentally shares her high school crush in Freudian slip #1 of the episode (hint: think basketball not running), and Des shares her thoughts about who might really be in charge at USATF with Freudian slip #2 of the episode. Plus, they cover this study on sports bras that might have you reaching for a looser one, regardless of how huge your.... rib cage... might be. Stay for the end for a new twist on the top 5, where this time they share their top 5 pet peeves (both literally and figuratively). Happy Des and Kara Tuesday everyone!