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Who I work with

You are not losing your mind. You are missing information you were entitled to.

This page is written to you, not about you. Whether or not you ever contact me, I would like it to be the most useful thing you read this week.

First

Whatever week you are in, you are not behind where you should be.

You found something out. Maybe last night, maybe five months ago. Since then your own mind has not entirely felt like yours, you are going back over years of ordinary conversations looking for what you missed, you are checking things you would once have found beneath you, and you are doing all of it while continuing to make dinner and go to work.

I should be straightforward about who I am, because it matters here. I work with men on compulsive sexual behavior, and I also work with partners. That means I know more about the inside of this pattern than most therapists you will speak to, and it means I will not offer you a comforting explanation that is not true. It also means I will not tell you that your reaction is out of proportion, because it is not.

What I will not do is take a side about your relationship. Not because I am neutral about honesty, I am not, but because whether this relationship continues is genuinely not mine to decide, and you have had enough people telling you what to do this month.

You may never become a client of mine. That is entirely fine. Take whatever is useful on this page and leave the rest.

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Nothing here asks you to decide
Five true things

If you read nothing else on this site, read these.

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If this sounds familiar

Things partners say quietly, and what I would say back.

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What helps

Practical, for this week rather than for later.

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One structured disclosure, not a slow leak. The most damaging pattern I see is information arriving in fragments over many months, each piece re-injuring you and resetting whatever ground you had recovered. A therapeutic disclosure is a prepared, bounded process: you decide what you want to know, and it is delivered once, with support in the room.

Somewhere to say it that is not your family. Telling a sister or a friend has a cost you can feel: they will hold their opinion of him permanently, and you may not want that yet. A therapist is a place where you can be undecided out loud without it becoming a position.

Support for your own life, not just the crisis. Sleep, eating, work, the children if there are any. Partners often let all of it slide while managing the emergency, then read their own exhaustion as further proof that they are not coping.

Permission to stop investigating. Not forever, and not before you have the information you need. But the searching tends to promise a certainty it cannot deliver, and at some point deciding when to stop for the night is its own relief.

Time that nobody is measuring. There is no schedule for this. If you are further from settled at month four than you were at month two, that is within the ordinary range of what this looks like.

Questions

The ones partners ask first, usually apologizing for asking.

Frequently Asked Questions

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Next step

You can call before you know what you want

A free 15-minute phone consultation, for you alone. No decision about your relationship is required to have it, and there is no obligation to book anything afterward. If you are in crisis, call or text 988.