Therapist

Finally got back to the therapist on saturday. There are things I just can't say without Kathy there to mediate, and it got a bit rocky there.

I was hard on her. She's been doing things to improve her health and preparation for a physical relationship, and told me about them, and I ignored them. I should have recognized their value.

At the same time, you can't spend all the time in preparation. Even if there are things she needs to do be ready for the kind of sex she wants to have, we shouldn't be sleeping in different beds (she's on the couch 19 nights out of 20 these days) and having no physical contact at all. Which is how things are, and it sucks.

We agreed, at the therapist, to have some kind of contact yesterday, Sunday. She spent the day in bed, and I felt like a rat reminding her of what she had agreed to. I don't like nagging about this. I don't like always always always being the one to start these conversations.

We've got another appointment next month. I'm feeling quite discouraged.

Still on hold.

We had to cancel our appointment, because Dee had a migraine.

I try not to blame her for them. They're not her fault, per se. She gets stressed, and migrainy, and can't go out.

It happened today when the plumbers were scheduled to come fix our master bath. She didn't want to be alone in the house with them, she got stressed out about it, that triggered a migraine, and I stayed home with her. Problem solved. She slept through the day with the migraine (which is how I'm sure she's not faking) and now she's feeling a bit better.

Once we get back on a regular schedule with the therapist she won't have this reaction.

Therapy starting up again.

Our marriage therapist, Kathy, is back from an extended hiatus due to illness. We were about ready to start over and try to find another one, but she's back and we're very grateful. I feel like we've been on hold the whole time.

We see her again on the 27th.