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Chris Brown is clearly someone who wears his heart on his sleeve. A very emotional person, someone who loves hard and wants the same love in return. He's someone who wants to find love, but he's looking in all the wrong places. He's dated all...
The drive over to my therapist was long, even though is was only a 30 minute ride. That conversation with my dad really had me thinking. I feel so bad that he feels that way about Chris, and honestly, it's a complete 180 because he loves Chris. He even said it out of his mouth he looked at him like he was a son to him. A few months ago when he sat all three of us down and talk to us he was team Chris and on his side. Now all of a sudden, he doesn't want me anywhere near him.
But Chris was right, my dad feels that he's coming in between us. I understand that because after my mom died, it was just me and my dad, then Chris came along and took me away from him. I get it, but I want him to be happy for me. I hate that it's like this. I don't care what my dad says. I know how I feel about Chris, and I know how he feels about me. I'm not going anywhere, and neither is he. We've worked too hard at this relationship to just let it end on some bullshit. We didn't let the bullshit tear us apart the first time, and I can honestly say that now I'm definitely in this 100% and I'm not gonna let anything, or anyone, not even my dad, come between us.
I went to my therapy session. I was a little nervous, because for some reason I feel like I let her down last week when I didn't show up to my session. I've only been seeing her for a few months, four to be exact, but I feel a connection to her. I don't know what it is.
I parked my car, and went up to her office. I knocked and I heard her on the other side of the door, telling me to come in.
I walk in, she looks up from her desk and smiles.
"Come in, and have a seat." She says.
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"Hi Doctor Washington, how are you?" I ask
"I'm well, and how about yourself?" She asks
I sit down on the sofa, "I'm a little stressed out."
She finished up whatever she was doing at her desk, then she got up and walked over to the chair opposite of me, "Tell me all about it. You also cancelled your spot last week." She says taking a seat. "What's going on?"
"Yes, I'm sorry about that. Some things have come up with Chris, and I feel I need to tend to him." I explain.
"You cancelled your appointment, because Chris needed you?"
"Yes, but it was kind of important." I say feeling like I'm in trouble with my mother.
"Spill." She crosses one leg over the other, grabbing her notepad and pen from the side table.
"Well...as you've probably already know, Chris and I have been somewhat back together."
