Wendy couldn’t take a compliment. Despite the fact that she asked for the group’s help with a myriad of interpersonal problems, whenever a member attempted to ‘feed’ her, she spit it out, finding fault with either the feeder, the feeding or both.  She would say things like: ” How can you understand me? You’re a man”.  Or, “I can’t listen to you if you’re angry with me”. It was if she could only be fed with a eye-dropper, minute amounts of contact at a time.  Wendy infuriated the group by turning  every positive interaction into a negative.  I told her that she had the Midas Touch in Reverse, turning gold into crap. She wasn’t offended and actually smiled a smile of recognition and told me that I was right. Wendy’s early experience with feeding was fraught with conflict.  Her mother was very anxious about food, trying to control Wendy’s eating by force feeding her. This turned meals into a power struggle. Further, both Wendy’s parents were hyper-critical of her. Their love was very conditional.  Subsequently, Wendy had difficulty believing anyone that had a different, more positive attitude toward her than her parents. She rejected anyone that tried to get too close.  She was a Chronic Help Rejecter and in a twisted way, this kept her  emotionally  close to her parents.  Though long dead, they had tight control of her.  Sadly, this was at the expense of her having a fulfilling love relationship as an adult.