floating

So, G is here and I find myself “floating” – a combination of dissociation and… I don’t know. I’m still ridiculously depressed, but find myself fake-smiling and saying whatever comes from the years of training of having lived with him… just going through the motions. I just want to hide all day. I am glad we have couple’s therapy today because it will get us out of the house for a time.
I’m anxiously awaiting the 9 days to be over. I’m done already, and the visit just started yesterday…

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