DH went to

cpiccotti

therapy today. I'm so proud of him for doing this. He's been having a really rough year. His father used to live with us and was hospitalized on Christmas and then moved to a nursing home, his nephew was diagnosed with h.pylori and stomach ulcers and his sister decided to stop speaking to us. He's been struggling through ok, but he finally decided he needed to talk to somone impartial, and he said he felt really good afterwards.

I'm just so happy that this may work. It started becoming like a weight on us recently, and I would hate for us to have marital problems too. I've been trying to support him, but he needed someone uninvolved to listen.