it all came pouring out. I put blind trust in someone I had just met to listen to everything I had to say, begin to organize all my cluttered thoughts, and determine where to start
Originally Posted by kbueno
I ended up spilling my guts to her just like I do with my mom. After 50 mins, I didn't feel any better
Kbueno, there's comfort in talking to friends who know and support our narratives. As you say, your family won't crucify your wife. I find good therapists challenge my assumptions and beliefs. They occasionally offer advice and exercises, but more often they guide me towards my own decisions.
