Edio Yenye Shavu

Days turned into weeks, and while Jason did everything he could to show he was committed, the nagging doubts lingered. He’d changed his phone number, cut off contact with Jess, and even agreed to attend couples therapy with me. On the day of our first session, I felt a mix of hope and apprehension. The therapist, Dr. Mitchell, was warm and inviting, and as we sat down, I felt a weight on my chest. “Let’s start by discussing what brought you here,” Dr. Mitchell suggested, looking at us both.I too