So at the last appointment at the therapist she says maybe you should tell C what you are thinking of in terms of a time line and ask her what she needs from you. My time line was and is that I don't really have a set one. I see this moving forward organically and slowly. I do not have one foot out the door. I also do not know if some sort of alternative plan will work where we are under the same roof - I think I've mentioned that before. I also want to make sure that C is set - I am not about leaving her high and dry.
So - what to I do when I get home? I withdraw from C in order to give her space. She interprets this to mean that I do have one foot out the door and that I discussed that with the therapist on Tuesday. So she spends Wednesday and Thursday in this while I go about my business in oblivion. Job interviews on Wednesday seemed to go well.
On Friday we talk. I can be an oblivious a**hole.
Goal - communicate better. Don't assume people know what's going on in my head. Hell I don't know what's going on in there half the time.
Today a much better day. Still on the road, still moving toward separation, still hurts.