Watching The Days Go By
Entry 1 11:55 p.m. Couples therapy was fun. One would never have imagined that Jenny finds me a problem. She said she is convinced that without me she wouldn't be alive. She prattled on and on about how much she has learned and changed in the last year. I argued that this wasn't a growth opportunity for me, and that while I have adjusted my expectations given her illness. The affair and her abject refusal to stop it, I certainly don't feel I've grown. That may largely be a true description of how I feel, but I was really speaking to how little she has changed, and debunking the idea that a terminal illness helps you see more clearly. Instead, from my perspective, it can also magnify your faults, and make them more pervasive, more likely to show up.