Visit to the Shrink

To say the least, it went as poorly as I expected. I don't know how much detail I can go into without making myself cry. I'm assuming the worst, which is that Bobby doesn't love me anymore, and our relationship is over. I'm hoping for the best, which is that we will somehow work this out and we will be okay. I don't think that is going to happen. Bobby has been unhappy in our relationship for a very long time. The therapy session helped me to get a little bit of closure on the situation, but I don't think that I will ever truely be okay with it, because as I mentioned in my last entry- I really thought Bobby and I would spend the rest of our lives together.

I don't think I can really talk about it anymore. I want to, I want to get everything out of my head, but I'm afraid that if I write, it will become really real, and the perfect man, who was too good to be true, will walk out of my life forever. Maybe when the situation comes to some kind of closure I will be able to write about it. But for now, consider me broken hearted. Losing not only an amazing man, and the man I thought would raise my children, but the amazing and supportive family that came with it, because they are everything that a family should be, and that mine is not. I hope that I can one day understand what has happened here, but I don't think it will be for a very long time.

So in the mean time, I will try and mend my broken heart, and pray for strength, and hopefully if I'm really lucky, Bobby and I can re-build our relationship, on more solid ground.