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Join Date: Sep 2006
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Join Date: Sep 2006
Posts: 18,914
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Hubby went with me to see my therapist. I felt like crap before we even started and wanted to curl up in a ball in a corner on the sofa while the two of them talked.
We talked about sleep and how he can help me go to bed.
She also tried to get him to understand better that I was already doing the very best I could in regards to work, sleep, keeping myself together . . . . And she tried to tell him to let me do things based on my needs
For example he and I need to finish unpacking and organizing the apt. He wants to start on the living room. I want to start on the guest room. She told him to let me start where I need to since that is the way my brain wants to do it. She kept trying to help him see that doing ANYTHING is much harder for me than for him.
She thinks that an organized apt. will make my life easier for me to deal with and she knows that I can't take care of my stuff by myself.
He said Ok and that he needs this new plan written down so that he can follow it.
Mari
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