Yours, Mine, and Ours?

We had a joint session this evening with my therapist and my husband's therapist. All four of us together in one cozy room. The plan was to get together to discuss the plan for our separation, and to lay out some boundaries for it. I was actually really happy with the way it went. I felt heard, both by the therapists, as well as by my husband. It's so hard, because every time I see a little glimmer of hope I end up getting kicked in the head again. I hate not knowing what's going to happen next. It drives me crazy that my crystal ball seems to be failing me.. He's got 6 months. If things don't improve greatly in that time, we're out.