The relationship has changed. I knew that the moment I walked in. Boundaries have been changed. Hers and mine. Boundaries have been drawn like a line in the sand. I can sense that parts of me are not going to be involved with her anymore. They are just not going to go there. Parts of me are watching and waiting. For what, that I’m not sure about. And parts of me just can’t let her go. They want to play the game no matter what the cost. I feel torn in many different directions.
I just wanted therapy. How did this get so complicated?