Keep Your Sanity. Shave Your Legs.

Superb comments on the last one. Thanks, ladies!

Today was therapy, the bestest day of all. Not surprisingly, I was in a terrific mood. Therapy always makes me feel better, and hairless legs put me over the top.

My therapist, M, was very pleased that I took control of my body and did what I needed to do. I talked some about the difficulties I had coming to my decision, the hesistation, the fear of confrontation. The missus still hasn't said anything, and might not even realize yet. She has a session with her counselor later today (Thursday), and I was kinda hoping that she would see the changes right before she talks to a professional. I joked at my session that since I was the one that sent her over the edge and into counseling, the least she could do is to discuss me in her session.

I asked M to tell me about her impressions of me when I first came to her office almost two years ago. She said that she could see how desperate I was, that I was a very confused person, and deeply depressed. She says that I am clearly much happier now, that I smile a lot. She believes that my blog saved me, that it gave me an outlet to ponder my situation and think it through. She also credited my support group and the friends I've made through the group. I added her to the list, but she modestly demurred.

Also discussed was whether I've thought through what I might say if the hammer comes down at home. I have, and I practiced a bit of my argument with her. She gave a very constructive critique, and I have been steered in a whole 'nother direction. I was going to change the subject somewhat, but M argued that if she wants to talk about me, I should take advantage of that. Talk about controlling my own body. When she makes her standard point about how I should want to be attractive to my mate, I come back with my need to feel attractive. Ultimately, it comes down to a basic feminist tenet: It's my body, and I get final say on the subject.

My title today was M's verbatim advice via email six weeks ago. A little slow on the follow-through, perhaps, but I got it right eventually.