Every day that passes, I wish more things were decided.

Went to our marriage counselor again on Wednesday. Not sure we’ll be going back. She was late and a she’s really a bit less professional than I’m used to.

Things were said that helped to illuminate the other person’s side of the story. I bit my tongue, I waited for her to urge him to talk. Not so much, though it was made apparent that issues from his first marriage permeate ours.

Part of me thinks, if we do this, we may be better off with individual counselors first. Another part of me wants to simply find someone who will tell me it’s ok to leave; Or who will tell him he’ll survive without me.