Got home today and got some mail from my insurance company. Referral forms for a local psychologist. First appointment...yesterday. So no tattoo.....counseling? No wonder he is so pi**ed at me.
So we shall see how often he goes. H, the master manipulator, can certainly spin a tale of his unhappiness for years. Wonder if the dr. will believe him or see through him. Not sure what to think. I do know his family kept me out of the loop on this. Not sure how to take it.
So, time to sit back and see how the story unfolds. Still on the fence for Thanksgiving.
