It’s time…

Russell and I made love for the first time in over a month and it wasn’t good. It wasn’t like it used to be and it was like it’s never been. I couldn’t stop thinking about what happened two weeks ago with David––how my body reacted––how I’d never been so physically available in my entire life.

I cried after. Guilt. Resentment. Confusion.

This morning, I reached out to two therapists who specialize in marriage counselling. We can’t delay this any longer.