With no prior experience of counseling, I didn’t know what to expect. Armed with feedback from the second session, I have given it some time. More please.
I think it might be wise to include my youngest, Charlotte. I don’t know yet if involving the children is a smart or dumb thing to do, but she is struggling to cope with an estranged mother that lives in the same house as her. It’s confusing and painful for both Brigitte and Charlotte. Perhaps a chance to talk to a professional will be helpful. It’s not that I’ve run out of ideas, but I don’t know which might be helpful versus harmful.
My wife’s ongoing refusal to attend any counseling sessions is not a good sign. In fact, I just don’t see the subtle signals that this can all work out.
Our relationship started with nothing but an instinct that we could cross continents and make it work. Time and events buffeted our relationship and, at times, damaged it. Did we repair those fractures well or just paper over them and hope for the best? Are our ties fraying or torn asunder? Another wounded ‘relationship warrior’ eloquently expressed similar thoughts about ties.
In summary, I wonder if Schrödinger’s cat is already dead, but I haven’t thought to check, and I’m watching my future unfold in some kind of horrible slow-motion with an already-determined outcome that I’m the only one that hasn’t picked up on.