So..... we had a nice little blow up last night.
Why?
Because my husband tells me about his latest 'homework' from his counselor which is for him to start to focus on the things that "make him happy". Apparently, the majority of his time in counseling has been spent trying to 'develop his self esteem' and help him 'find happiness' as apparently he turned to porn because his life wasn't 'happy enough'.
Of course, I HIT THE ROOF!
What the fuck? You have spent months in counseling and what you two have been focusing on is how you can become a 'happier person'. While your wife is sitting home crushed and in despair, we are spending money every month for you to find your happy place? No mention of how to restore or provide restitution for his wife, no discussion of how to build trust. This crack pot counselor even told him that he was only lying 'to protect his self image'. Meanwhile in my therapy I am doing trauma eggs and diving deep into my feelings and trying to learn how to trust and this asshole has been sitting around being assigned to write down "all the things that make him happy and how he can begin to incorporate those things in his life". I COULD PUNCH A WALL. No wonder my husband was still holding on to secrets up to two weeks ago, this dumb ass counselor was telling him none of this was his fault and if he just gets more 'fun' in his life he will be a better person. I told my husband he needed to sue that bastard for malpractice because it just may have cost him his marriage.
It took me looking at my husband in the eyes and saying, "If you found out two weeks ago I got sucked by a prostitute after I had lied to you for months, would you want to hear one damn thing about me right now, in this moment, focusing on things that make "ME" happy and living a happier life?" I had been respecting the counselor relationship and not probing my husband on what was happening because I felt that was his space. Foolish me thinking I could trust a recovering addict to choose a counselor that pushed him to deal with real issues rather than to simply tell him he was a wonderful guy who just wasn't "happy enough" at home. I mean seriously, the asshole counselor just went shy of blaming me, the wife, for not satisfying my man at home and making him stray.
It ALL makes sense now of why it didn't seem like my husband was really progressing when he was going to therapy. The dumb ass counselor was telling him he didn't need to progress, he was a great guy - just a little unhappy. I swear, it took everything in me not to slug my husband when he walked in the door telling me that, "It was time for us to focus on happiness and being happy and that he was committed to being happy and hoped I would choose happiness too." That was his assignment from therapy. Finally come right out and let his wife know that from now on it was time for him to focus on living a happier life and while he 'hoped' she would choose happiness, that had to be his choice right now. His counselor told him the 'key' to his success in all of this (lying, deception, porn, prostitute, etc.) was simply to be a happier person and do more things that made him happy. As if he wasn't sitting in front of the damn computer jacking off for five years because that 'made him happy'. What a nut bag!
Thankfully the group therapy program he just joined (starting soon) is run by professionals that deal with betrayed spouse trauma (as opposed to co-dependency) and they are supposed to help men deal with the root of their porn and sexual addictions. He said he will be looking for a new individual counselor as well. I just cannot believe MONTHS have been spent with him sitting in 'therapy' being told that the root of his issues was simply 'lack of happiness' and 'low self esteem'.
Ladies - if your husband is in regular therapy and seems to be making no progress, break the barrier and ask for specifics about what exactly is being talked about in their therapy session. It might just be that a professional is telling them their porn addiction is partly your fault as the wife because you didn't make them "happy enough" at home.
Why?
Because my husband tells me about his latest 'homework' from his counselor which is for him to start to focus on the things that "make him happy". Apparently, the majority of his time in counseling has been spent trying to 'develop his self esteem' and help him 'find happiness' as apparently he turned to porn because his life wasn't 'happy enough'.
Of course, I HIT THE ROOF!
What the fuck? You have spent months in counseling and what you two have been focusing on is how you can become a 'happier person'. While your wife is sitting home crushed and in despair, we are spending money every month for you to find your happy place? No mention of how to restore or provide restitution for his wife, no discussion of how to build trust. This crack pot counselor even told him that he was only lying 'to protect his self image'. Meanwhile in my therapy I am doing trauma eggs and diving deep into my feelings and trying to learn how to trust and this asshole has been sitting around being assigned to write down "all the things that make him happy and how he can begin to incorporate those things in his life". I COULD PUNCH A WALL. No wonder my husband was still holding on to secrets up to two weeks ago, this dumb ass counselor was telling him none of this was his fault and if he just gets more 'fun' in his life he will be a better person. I told my husband he needed to sue that bastard for malpractice because it just may have cost him his marriage.
It took me looking at my husband in the eyes and saying, "If you found out two weeks ago I got sucked by a prostitute after I had lied to you for months, would you want to hear one damn thing about me right now, in this moment, focusing on things that make "ME" happy and living a happier life?" I had been respecting the counselor relationship and not probing my husband on what was happening because I felt that was his space. Foolish me thinking I could trust a recovering addict to choose a counselor that pushed him to deal with real issues rather than to simply tell him he was a wonderful guy who just wasn't "happy enough" at home. I mean seriously, the asshole counselor just went shy of blaming me, the wife, for not satisfying my man at home and making him stray.
It ALL makes sense now of why it didn't seem like my husband was really progressing when he was going to therapy. The dumb ass counselor was telling him he didn't need to progress, he was a great guy - just a little unhappy. I swear, it took everything in me not to slug my husband when he walked in the door telling me that, "It was time for us to focus on happiness and being happy and that he was committed to being happy and hoped I would choose happiness too." That was his assignment from therapy. Finally come right out and let his wife know that from now on it was time for him to focus on living a happier life and while he 'hoped' she would choose happiness, that had to be his choice right now. His counselor told him the 'key' to his success in all of this (lying, deception, porn, prostitute, etc.) was simply to be a happier person and do more things that made him happy. As if he wasn't sitting in front of the damn computer jacking off for five years because that 'made him happy'. What a nut bag!
Thankfully the group therapy program he just joined (starting soon) is run by professionals that deal with betrayed spouse trauma (as opposed to co-dependency) and they are supposed to help men deal with the root of their porn and sexual addictions. He said he will be looking for a new individual counselor as well. I just cannot believe MONTHS have been spent with him sitting in 'therapy' being told that the root of his issues was simply 'lack of happiness' and 'low self esteem'.
Ladies - if your husband is in regular therapy and seems to be making no progress, break the barrier and ask for specifics about what exactly is being talked about in their therapy session. It might just be that a professional is telling them their porn addiction is partly your fault as the wife because you didn't make them "happy enough" at home.