So we went to our first couple’s counseling session yesterday. Instead of a couch, he had two really cushy recliners. I liked Barny, our counselor though he seemed more intimidated by us at first than we him. Maybe because when I went to put my feet up in the recliner my left shoe flew off and landed in his lap. No, he wasn’t purple though after he regained his professional composure he did say “I can tell there’s a truly deep love between you two which was a "joy" for him to see. He seemed to have forgiven my militant Cinderella episode.
We gave him more than enough material to get an idea of our communication style. In fact, he had a hard time getting either of us to shut the fuck up, or as he put it in shrinkspeak: "I can tell you're both very hungry to be heard". We were a little disappointed he didn't start handing down the "you're right... he/she's wrong" directives on our miscellaneous issues right away. Apparently we'll get a chance to delve into the nitty gritty issues after we've learned some different communication techniques so we can do so in a constructive manner.
And while he did ask us about substance abuse, it was perfectly in context and not annoying in the slightest. After Curt's next job gets solidified we'll schedule another session.
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