Going Thru The Motions

Apologies to Buffy…

Headed to counseling appt tomorrow with DH.

I’m trepidatious about this.

I went in a date. Two hours, talking, one drink, then home. Alone.

He is 14 years my junior. Says he would like to see me again. We have flirted in texts. We shall see. It was odd. Someone should call me Mrs Robinson.

Found out DH is interested in someone at work. Good… Bad… No it’s good. Really. Right?. I wasn’t his happiness. I was comfortable. Known. Someone else can be his happiness. I know this. I want this. But… Oh boy… I’m still stupid pissed. And of course I’m stupid pissed at myself for feeling this way. Viscious circle.

Maybe the counselor can help with this

Darling friend reminded me that there can be much growth after destruction. I did comment I’m not a forest. Then thought… Why not ?. I’ll be a burning forest and when I’m burned to the ground I’ll come back with magic, unicorns and glittery sprites.

So.. Going to counselor appt tomorrow…