Hello dear friends, me again.
Seven years ago my son estranged himself from us.
Everything I've read since says I should let go and move on. That they seldom
're-engage' and if they do, it's not for the right reasons. It's to do with
some sort of perceived financial entitlement; their 'due'.
But I hold on. I fantasize that one day he'll knock
on my door (with grandchildren I've never met in tow) and explain/apologize ...
and all will be well again.
My family says I'm delusional.
They're probably right.
So I've been thinking about 'talking to someone'. Of finding a kind therapist who will take me by the hand
and lead me out of this funk I find myself in.
It's possible I'm fantasizing again.
I don't know.
What do you think? Should I give it a shot? Have you
ever felt the need to seek help in mending your broken heart?
Tell me.
