I have my first counseling appointment in a few hours. I'm already feeling anxious. I know this is good for me, healthy. It's going to help my recovery so much. I feel everything right now: the anger, the sadness, the hope. I'm ripping off the bandaid.
As was said on this thread yesterday: I've already been through the bad stuff. I can do this. I'm not going to move forward in my recovery until I face the ghosts, so to speak.
My daughter and her boyfriend are coming over for dinner tonight. I'm happy to finally meet him though there are so lingering issues. They've dated for months and everyone has met him except for me. But she's making an effort now, so I'm focusing on that. We're having a nice dinner so it should be a good time.
For now, I'm enjoying a cup of coffee, relaxing in chat and mentally preparing for the rest of the day.