Finally...I start therapy. I did actually have 3 sessions earlier this year, but I don't count that. I was still with Karen and was seeking justification for our poly relationship with Mike. Which, by the way, I got. Haha...
This time, it's me, alone. I broke up with the guy I was seeing yesterday. I'm not ready. I'm still hurt from Karen and Mike both and yet still love them both. I recently went through a very suicidal phase and the ONLY reason I didn't do it was because of my children. I've gone through a lot this year, regarding my health, employment, moving several times, divorce, coming out, and more.
It's all pushed me past a point of being able to handle it mentally and emotionally. I'm maintaining, but I'm not well.
The therapist I've picked specializes in depression, anxiety, divorce and LGBTQ issues. EVERYONE who knows me well has breathed a collective sigh of relief that I've finally taken this step.
So have I.
Brother, I cannot begin to tell you how sorry I am you have suffered alone. I am just so grateful you are still around and hopefully getting some guidance and dierction and hope for the future. You are a dear man and desrve the very best.
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Your previous post was much more lighthearted. Almost comical. Actually, might make a good comedy.
ReplyDeleteSorry that the painful reality has taken it's toll. Hang in there. It's true what they say...it get's better.
Keep working on you!
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