(Insert Witting Song Title Pun Here)
Okay, so it’s currently twenty to two in the afternoon when I’m writing this, I probably won’t be posting it until later so I wanted to give that context as how I’m feeling now and how I am later might be totally different.
I’ve made no secret of the fact that Sara and I have been having major, major problems, but I’ve not gone into detail on here for various and hopefully obvious reasons. I will when the time is right though.
Tonight at eight we have our first couples counselling session. I booked it a while ago, start of the year, but this was the earliest appointment they had.
I would have loved to have got this process started sooner as I think the wait has done no favours what so ever.
Despite my best efforts we’ve not talked much lately. I’ve only seen Sara once this year. It has fucking sucked.
I really really really hope that this is only the first session and that we don’t have to wait too long for the next one, or for regularly scheduled appointments... and I hope that Sara wants to continue with seeking this outside help.
We were supposed to meet up to talk yesterday but legitimate circumstances got in the way, so she has agreed to continue talking beyond our session this evening. I needed that because I don’t think we are going to have nearly enough time in our initial appointment to get anywhere close to addressing some things that I need to get to. I’d have liked to have gotten to them beforehand, but, ya know, wasn’t given an opportunity to.
So, if you’re reading this and want to know how I’m doing, just do me a favour and give me some time this evening. I’ll contact you if I want to talk but I may be exhausted right now, give me a shout tomorrow instead.
Just know that I do really appreciate all the thoughts and support, even if I haven’t taken you up on it yet.