When last I spoke with Pastor, he told me to focus on truth. There’s an immediate problem with that.
Outside of what is in my mind, I don’t know much, if anything, that I’m sure is true.
God Loves me
The sun will set and rise each day
My Bride loves me
There are 3 on that list I am convinced are true. But that’s as far as it goes.
“Dude, you’ve got to stop focusing on everything but you…”
No I don’t. That’s not true. My marriage, My a Bride and my family are all extensions of me.
Am I truly expected to just stop caring about My Bride?
Well, she’s not me nor is she a functional part of my mind. Well then, I just don’t need and can’t afford to spend any time at all thinking about her. I’ve got to keep MY side of the street clean. I need to work on me.
That’s a huge load of horse shit.
My Bride has non problem telling me how selfish I was before disclosure. Now, not wanting to be selfish, I try and be a teammate, and try to help My Bride a little and you’d think I was calling her filthy names and setting fire to her hair.
“You have to work on all of these things every day.”
Therapy sometimes says, “You have got to stop focusing on your problems.
Seriously guys, this is fucking stupid.
“The only way out of your problems is to talk about term with someone closes.”
Honey, all you do is talk about problems. I’m sick and tired of it. If you want to talk about those stuff so much, you need to find somewhere else.”
There’s a lot more but I’m falling asleep as I await our therapy session in which I will be disciplined for being such a Dick to the world.