And I don't know how I feel about that. Mostly sad, but also glad that I can get on with other plans.
She said that I'm doing really well with everything (and thinks that my burgeoning obsession with my size may be a benign side-effect of beginning to exercise), and she thinks that I have good coping strategies in place.
She wants me to begin an ENJOYABLE exercise routine (read: running!), wants me to put my stress management practice back into place, and wants us to get into couples counseling (my husband and I).
Still, I feel like something is ending.