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can have a seat and he will be right with you."
     
    "Thank you Daria."
     
    I walked over to take a seat.
    Every time I came here I always felt like it was a waste of time. He never came with me and I never revealed anything too personal.  I knew I was paying for advice and time. I came here once a week to spill the contents of my heart and all I did was help increase his billable hours.  The doctor had asked me plenty of times to bring him to the visits and I had politely declined.  I wanted this to be about me first. I wanted to work through my issues first.  Once we worked through my demons, then if I was brave enough he could join us.
     
    There were things I needed to be free of.  Skeletons in my closet I had to release.  I could only tell them to Dr. Gregory because I didn't trust anyone else with them. I had prayed about my constant sins and tried to repent only to find myself back where I started.  I had secrets that if my husband found out no matter how much shame he had brought me, he would leave.
     
    "Mrs. Bishop, Dr. Gregory will see you now."
     
    I stood up and headed to the office of Dr. Lucas Gregory, the only person other than God I could tell my secrets to.
     
     

 
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
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    I knocked on the door and opened it.
     
    "Come in Constance. Please have a seat."
     
    I walked over to sit down on the luxurious couch I'm sure I helped pay for.   I removed my coat and got comfortable since I would be here for a while.
     
    "Please start whenever you are ready."
     
    "Okay. Well at one point, I remember we were happy. Everything was fresh and the love was unbreakable. Now I look at our marriage and I'm not sure what to make of it.  I don’t know if we can weather yet another storm.  I am exhausted."
     
    I looked at my therapist and I was trying to fight back the tears.  I was standing in front of others, encouraging them, praying for them and my life was falling apart.
     
    "Constance, what is really bothering you?  What are you holding on to and can’t let go of?"
     
    Shrinks, there was no winning with them. You can tell them one hour of how your life is falling apart and they still want to know more.  They always believe there was something else you weren’t telling them.
     
    "I don't know what you mean Doctor.”
     
    "What I mean is you've been coming here for the past three months and you have yet to go deeper. You tell me the same surface emotions every time. Why are you still coming?”
     
    I sighed.  I knew that scrapping the surface wasn't going to be enough.  I knew I needed to tell him more. It's just when you are hiding from your own secrets, they seem to become a lot more real when you speak them out loud. Denial was a curse and a comfort at the same time; at least that's what I thought.
     
    "I don't want you to jump to the defense Constance.  I mean if you're fine with paying to talk about what lies above the surface that's fine. To tell you the truth I feel you want to talk about more. Tell me what really made you walk through my doors three months ago.”
    I looked at him.
    He was a nice looking middle-aged man. Light brown skin with salt and pepper hair and a goatee to match.  Under different circumstances, I would be curious to what he would be like on the dating scene. I didn't see a ring, although that meant nothing these days.  Married men walked around every day perpetuating the single life.  They were forever lying to women and themselves, while constantly acting as if they have no commitments to go home to.
     
    I was a living testimony of that.
     
    "Dr. Gregory, I want to talk about everything. It’s just I've just had some dark moments that I'm afraid to relive.  I’ve tried blocking them out so I don’t have to feel anything anymore. On top of that I haven’t been a saint myself.”
     
    "Well Constance unless we talk this through nothing will get resolved.  You will continue to feel