Look.
I'm stopping seeing him.
He did everything by the book.
There was a mutual HEAT and passion and connection between us that is undeniable since day one, and he's never said it, and he never said he wants to see me when I leave, and he never said a faulty word.
I'm going to give him a buzz. In a month, or two. Or an e-mail. And maybe I'll hang around his magic forest, or Table Top, or go jogging by the reservoir. And if he writes me back and if I'm still in love with him, and he's still in love with me, or if I see him around, or whatever, or if I decide to wait longer, or if I get over him it was really all on the level.
I am not upset right now. I am gushing, a little bit, from touching him, and the way he looked at me and the way he held onto me so tight. But, he did help me. He helped me so much. He didn't damage me.
And I love him.
And I'm fine.
that is really not what therapy is supposed to be all about, yes it is supposed to be painful. It is supposed to be hard because we learn more about ourselves not get involved in complicated mental affairs with the therapist that only distracts.
ReplyDeleteI hope you keep writing now that you have decided to stop seeing him I am interested in hearing about your new therapy.