For each person or category of person, please indicate how ethical they are (on average) in you opinion. 0 indicates completely unethical scumbags, 10 indicates saintly perfections of ethics. For the purposes of this poll, "ethical" means whatever you view as ethical.

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yourself

me

your parents

the average person

the average man

the average woman

the average administrative assistant

the average corporate leaders

the average inmate in prison

the average marketing professional

the average police officer

the average political leader

the average psychiatrist

the average religious leader

the average shoplifter

the average small business owner

the average social worker

the average soldier

the average teacher

the average welfare recipient

This morning I called around trying to find free (or at least sliding scale) mental health services. I found one in Arlington (after calling around different mental health agencies). I called, and the secretary told me that everyone was in a meeting and they'd call me back.

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Around, 1:30, neodarkling came over. I'd met her briefly at the Diesel Café, just long enough for her to comment she liked my shoes and me to give her a wish pod. We found each other online through feline's journal.

Apparently she and I have some similar tastes in music. She is also one of the few people I have met outside of Columbia, MO that has heard of Odor of Pears.

Nothing like romping through the forest in crimson satin pajamas and a wonderfully flowing matching silk bathrobe! We went to the Great Meadow, only to find the path to the stepping stones was flooded. Without getting to the stepping stones, there is no way cross the Bog of Eternal Stench and get to the Magik Pond.

We walked around the accessible area of the Great Meadow for a while than headed back to my house. I was very very talkative today. Talk talk talk! I just couldn't shut up. Recanting past adventures.

Upon arriving back home, she left. Right before she left, I told her, "There's something important I don't know about you: your name". She mentioned she didn't know my name either. It was something that had simply never came up. Neither of us had ever asked. We then traded names in a introduction-type fassion

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I noticed that the Arlington Mental Health Clinic had never called me back, so I called them. The secretary said that the person who makes the initial calls was making her calls right then. About two minutes later, I got the call. Things went well at first. But towards the end of the conversation, I wasn't so sure I really wanted to deal with these people. I asked if anyone there had any training or experience with multiples. She answered "no." I explained that I wasn't sure if I wanted to let someone who didn't know what they were doing mess with our delicate balance. She told me, very snidely, that I could wait until I get MassHealth and try to find a better place. She told me that she would call me back later tonight, to see if I had made a decision as to if I really wanted help.

We've had mental health people who don't know how to deal with multiples simply make things worse. And, I don't think it would be helpful to see such a person. I was stressed out and went to bed.

Around 7:00 I woke up. purpleglitter suggested to me that I should ask them to help with issues like eating problems and cutting, and to leave everything else alone. At first this sounded like a great idea. And almost immediately after her suggestion, the person from the clinic called back. I asked her if that was possible. She answered that I could make such a request to whatever therapist I ended up being assigned to. I went ahead and made an appointment with intake Tuesday morning, and I should be able to start therapy within a couple weeks.

After the phone call, I realized that the eating problems and the cutting are tied into multiplicity issues. There's no real way to separate them. So, trying to deal with one exclusively seems like a futile prospect. That leads us back to the inept therapist screwing up what balance and stability we have left. I can't risk it. It's just not worth it.