Counseling

When I moved out, I had agreed with Ron to go to counseling. We had the first of three sessions. What a joy.


The counselor tells me I must be depressed because I am making illogical or irrational decisions. Hmmm let's see I had been thinking about moving out for over a year before I did it. I mentioned things to Ron that we needed to work on. Things would get better then back to the same thing. I guess in the counselor's eyes taking time to think about a situation and then act on it is illogical. I know what I left. I miss my boys dearly. They are coming around more and that makes me happy. That has been the hardest part - not seeing or hearing from the kids everyday.


I take full responsibility for the situation we are in. I am the one who left. I am the one who is seeing someone else. I am the one who does not know what I want.


Second session is coming up - wonder what will come of this one - maybe the counselor will think I need to be locked up at the State Hospital - LOL.