A small bit of peace

So after writing this morning, I contacted a counselor specializing in sexual addictions and got an evening appointment that someone had canceled. Call my dad and asked if he wanted to go with me to the court to accept the divorce papers. My dad and I haven't really had a strong relationship and especially not when it comes to emotional topics. On the way to the courts I mustered some courage to tell him I was dealing with an addiction, didn't go into much details about it, just wanted to get it in the open with hIm. It took a lot for me to get it out as this was the most emotional and personal thing I've ever shared with him.
After getting home I spent a couple hours going over things that need to be addressed as we finalize the divorce. As I reflect back on the days events, I actually felt a glimpse of peace. Can't describe it, but it was there. The counselor visit went good a d I got quite a bit on the table considering it was my first visit I sorta just rambled and rambled,  but it felt good and I'm actually looking forward to the next one. 
Went to a meeting with a different  group after and even though the format was a bit different than the last three,  I could feel the same non judgemental understanding from them. 
So in all, I can't say that I feel any better than horrible stil? No, but the small glimmer of peace was an encouragement for me.