funkymonky's Journal

In an hour, I'll be meeting with a new therapist.  It has been several years since I have seen one, I haven't needed one, I had been quite content in life, or so I thought and pretended.  Then all hell broke loose in my marriage a few Sundays ago, and I gave my husband the ultimatium that he needs to work on his issues otherwise I would find someone who did not have any.  Well, fast forward a few weeks, he still hadn't made any progress on getting help, and I asked him why, his response was that if he needed therapy, well, so did I.  Well, I really won't disagree, I know our relationship has made me pretty bitter and emotionally unattached from others over the past year and I need to work on some things myself. So here I sit, getting ready to go back to therapy. I'm holding up my end of the deal, lets see if he'll hold up his.