Why Can't You See This Boat Is Sinking
Why? I can't sleep. Therapy was today, well last night, given that it is now Wednesday morning. It started out well enough, with the therapist taking our emotional temperature. It's been two weeks since we met. "Everything is fine, "Jenny told her. I generally concurred, and then promptly shat in the punchbowl. I reminded Jenny and informed the therapist that Jenny was very angry that I am not in the bed and not willing to give her the affection she wants. Instead of me needing to go into explanation, the therapist took over. She explained to Jenny that I have made it clear for months that I am not able to provide that. I will care for her, but she is having an affair, and I am not okay with that, and have consciously uncoupled so that I could care for Jenny with less pain and hurt. The therapist, I kid you not, suggested Jenny find two pillows and a wall and push her back against the wall while squeezing the pillows to simulate a hug. I think i...