One of the oddest things that came out of therapy with H when he came back is how much reassurance he needed. He was afraid with every skirmish or awkward moment, that I was going to kick him out! Now I thought this was ludicrous, who has stood by and waited with 16 months of this nonsense, but he is really unsure about all this. To me it isn't logical, but it is very real to him.
I try and tell him what he means to me, but I also have bought tons of cards (I found really cute .50 and $1 ones at Wal-Mart) and slip them into his pocket or car every so often and they seem to reassure him.
