u/Brontosaurusus86

I went NC with my mother a year ago. She finally agreed to go to individual therapy about 2 months ago. Her therapist reached out and asked if I’d do a joint session with my therapist. This is what I asked for from the beginning but I’m also dreading it. I can’t imagine she’s come that far in two months, and apparently is still telling my siblings she has no idea what she did that was so terrible. Do you have any advice or reflections on what this experience might be like? Did it help you reconcile or cement your decision? Any tips on surviving?