I hugged Pete yesterday and realized the dark cloud that's been following me around for the past 6 months; the unknowing, the please hold that particular part of your life, is gone. Its gone. We can move forward. As hard as dealing with Asherman's has been, it has brought Pete and I so much closer together. Shitty times will do that. I've also grown a lot in getting super specific about my needs and how I comfort myself, i.e. how I process things, what feels good and how -- surprisingly -- what I needed often shifted hour to hour. I don't know if I could say I'd do it again, but I do see how it has been good for me and deepened the connection I have with Pete.
I had some other stuff to say about it, but I can't remember. We are enormously relieved.