What I am proud of is, that I have the guts to completely devote myself to the diagnosis and program of TMS. Proud that I decided to make plans for the future (fE summer holiday in the States–from Europe– with my family). I couldn't imagine that for a couple of months ago, having so much troubles with my shoulder. Proud that I have found the entrance to a deep level of trust, concerning this body that I live in, and that has been going through so many horrible pains over the last 35 years. Proud that I didn't give up, after trying so much therapies. Proud that I support myself in a very loving way, during deep inner emotional work. I am sobbing and crying out so much old stuff. Going through it all by myself. Me and my memorecorder, we are a very strong team (-: Proud to be me!