Today was my first session with a therapist. I must say how cathartic and eye-opening a session is (this is my first time). I have a good understanding about the A and why it started. I also understand why my W choose the guy she did. After this morning session, I'm starting to realize why I'm acting the way I am. My D-Day was Monday. Tuesday I was in shock and felt nothing, Wednesday I was a wreck and could barely function. Thursday was about the same but not as severe. I woke up this morning the same. The relief after telling this total stranger my tale was like having a vice grip removed from my head. I was actually singing along with the radio on my way back to work. I took off work early and headed out to the forest. A hour long hike with no one around clears the head like a magnet clear magnetic tape. To everyone out there having problems dealing with what we are ALL here to deal with, find a therapist. Do it now. good luck to you all.