I went to a counseling session tonight only to find out it was my very last one. A good marriage with a counselor is hard to find, so I’m more than a little disappointed. I have only had one other truly great counselor, and that was a gal named Kelly. I started seeing Kelly when I was in high school. She counseled me individually and I was also in a support group for sexual abuse survivors which she facilitated. She was the perfect teen counselor, because she was young, she listened to the music we listened to, watched the TV shows and movies we watched, and we all thought she was awesome. I went back to her for a short time after I got married, too.
I question whether or not I’ll try to find another counselor. Maybe it’s just time to move on and never look back.
