I'm proud of myself today. It's been awhile since I've been able to say that. I made an appointment with a therapist and am going on Thursday. And...just now...I told my boyfriend why I feel the need to go to counseling. That took a lot of courage because for a long time I couldn't tell him about my father..had even regaled my dad's "good" qualities and ignored the shit. No more.
He's worried about me...and wanted me to know that he fully supports me in whatever I need to do. And that he understands if I can't talk to him about it yet..but that he's always here for me to talk to as well. I warned him that when I get home on Thursday after my appointment, I'll probably be exhausted...and extremely emotional. He knows..he gets it..and he loves me.