So my friend went trough a lot of things. I want them to talk to me about it so they dont end up killomg themselfes. Im prying a lot but i dont wanna make them uncomfortable but i know if i leave them how that could end. Also theyre my friend i care abot them and i wanna make sure theyre safe and are not planning to commit thanks in advance!

A few months ago I(28F) started therapy on BetterHelp. I was assigned a therapist, she was maybe in her late 40s. Really sweet, a little strict but I kind of needed that. Everything was going okay. We would just talk, but there were a few red flags from the beginning. She didn’t really ask me many questions, and would just kind of say “what do you want to talk about today” a lot of times she would be late to the meetings(and still cut off at the regular time we were supposed to end), and wouldn’t respond to messages for a long time. It wasn’t anything that was super concerning to me. But then the last few meetings really just bothered me. She would go make herself a coffee while I was talking, off screen. Yelling “I can hear you don’t worry keep going!” I felt it was unprofessional. About 1 month 1/2 ago I mentioned to her that I was trying to quit vaping. This led to her constantly asking me if I quit yet and if I told her I was having a hard time, she would tell me stories of people getting hospitalized or dying, saying how bad it was, etc. we would spend so much time talking about that when I didn’t even want to. The reason I started therapy was because of my anxiety and depression. Most of the time we barely talked about it. And I felt like she wasn’t really helping me. She just recommended I take Ashwaganda and 5-htp to make me feel better(I did start taking it, and it does help me a little bit but I feel like she thought that was the answer to everything) then because I was taking it she would be like “oh you’re like my only patient that actually listens to me”
What really was my breaking point was when I was talking about an issue I had with my husband where I just want him to be more understanding about what I say(we don’t have many issues, he’s just a very “one track mind” type of person where he doesn’t fully understand why certain things give me anxiety or make me overthink so we haven’t gotten past that barrier yet)
I mentioned how I would just like him to listen to me and understand and follow through with certain things that bother me(the example I told her was how our puppy got sick, and I explained to my husband that I didn’t like how he was riling her up so much because she needs to rest, but he didn’t see the problem with it because he felt like he wasn’t doing that and we had a disagreement about it because in my eyes, he was) that’s all I said to her, and I’ve never complained about my husband to her before. She said, and I quote “you can’t force him to do whatever you say, that makes you toxic” like what??? Just because I want him to be a little more aware of certain things he does makes me toxic? And she pretty much said that I should just let him do whatever he wants and how he wants it.
I don’t know, everything was just irritating me. I was going to message her to let her know that I would be switching, but then I just changed therapist and didn’t give it a second thought. She can’t message me and vise versa.

My therapist of around 3-4 years said she got offended by me and stopped the session after 20 minutes and she said I'm not paying for that and goodbye.

I told her just the truth that I don't really believe in our country's national Healthcare system (Eastern Europe) and I don't like her attitude sometimes and some things she's saying hurt me.

I didn't call her names, didn't raise my voice but she did and I was really astonished and didn't know what to do.

Is this highly unprofessional? Is this normal? I don't know what to do further with that experience...

EDIT for more clarification:

She claims she has 20 years of experience, considers herself very good specialist and told me repeatedly how many patients are waiting for the session with her. And that the sessions with patients are "like Netflix" to her.

Of course I ignored all such red flags as I'm struggling with boundaries and communication and that was the reason I reached out for help... if I had no problem with such things, I wouldn't need a therapist.

Money? Avoidance? Thinking they don't need it?

What are your stories? Has anyone eventually done the therapy after a looong period of staying away from it? If so, was it worth it and what did you learn?

I was forced to go to therapy by my mother because I "isolate" too much and don't go anywhere outside of work. When I been doing this for 8 years and no this is all of sudden a problem and I need "therapy" when I don't think I do. I just accepted this is who I am and act, and I don't like talking to people in general unless I need something. Because when I do talk I get uncomfortable and then I gotta here the human say "sPeaK uP, I CaNt hEAr yOu". I swear that shit is annoying and is another reason why I don't talk to others. Another thing is I gotta perform so I don't hurt their feelings and emotions. I feel peaceful when I do isolate.

My boyfriend and I have been in couples therapy for some time now, because we have been struggling with communication and different needs in our relationship. Recently he also broke my trust pretty badly by revealing a bunch of lies he had been telling me for the past two years. This is still something that affects me daily, but he just seems to feel relieved that he has nothing to hide anymore.

We’ve been talking about this in therapy, and I’ve expressed that I feel like it’s so difficult that he’s becoming more and more distant, when I really need him to be there for me at the moment. I know that it’s his way of coping with things, and it makes a lot of sense if you know how his childhood was, but I still need him to work on it. He doesn’t ask about me, he forgets or doesn’t do the things he promised me and he doesn’t console me when I’m sad about things he’s done. He even went so far to tell me the other day, that sometimes he doesn’t console me when I’m sad, because it annoys him. I know it’s mostly not about me, but about him avoiding and not knowing how to deal with difficult emotions.

He’s also gaming all the time, and when he isn’t, he’s watching YouTube videos about that game or thinks about the game, which results in him not listening to me when I talk. It’s like he’s trying to escape difficult situations and emotions and just isolates himself.

I’ve mentioned all this in therapy (and much more I haven’t mentioned here) and the therapist acknowledges that it’s understandable I feel so lonely at the moment. She also says that he needs to hold himself accountable for the things he promises me. But she also says that I need to tell him more about what I need from him and that it’s my responsibility to do that. The problem is, I feel like that’s the only thing I’ve been doing for the past 6 months and it’s like he doesn’t understand. I’ve made lists with ideas of things he could do/say and I’ve told him straight up “I need you do do this/say this” and so on. He just feels criticized. She says I need to express it differently and in a way where I don’t tell him what he doesn’t do, but what I would appreciate he did instead.

I started doing this, and it’s going fine. The problem is, I feel like I have to do it all the time. I’m not sure, if it’s supposed to get better and he will do these things himself eventually, but it just feels so terrible to constantly tell him “I would appreciate if you did/said this right now”. I’m also still scared that I’ll annoy him or something.

He does do the things when I tell him, but I’m just wondering where his responsibility is then? I feel like because he broke my trust, and because he is aware that he’s being distant and he could work on that, he should also put in an effort. I feel like he can just relax, not think and wait for me to tell him what to do, and it’s exhausting already.

Am I wrong for thinking this is an unfair solution to our problems? I already feel like I’m carrying so much of our relationship, and now I have responsibility for his actions and words when I’m sad or angry. I might as well not go to him when I need emotional support then, because it just feels fake, when I always have to ask.

I hope it made sense!

TL;DR My boyfriend is not giving me emotional support, asking about me, he’s being distant and so on, and I feel like our therapist has made it my responsibility to guide him in every way and it’s feels unfair to me.

I'm in my early 30s and have been married for over a decade. My husband ("Mark") and I met through church when I was 16. He was my first boyfriend, first kiss, first sexual partner—everything. We got married young believing we'd spend the rest of our lives together.
I'm currently staying with my mom because I recently told him I want to separate. Some days I feel relief. Other days I feel overwhelming fear that I'm throwing away a marriage that could have been saved.
I'm posting because I genuinely don't know whether my marriage is repairable or whether I'm emotionally finished.
One thing I've realized recently is that I spent most of my marriage adapting to my husband instead of asking myself what I actually wanted.
For years he wanted us to get into swinging. I repeatedly said no. Eventually I agreed because I loved him and thought maybe I was just being too closed-minded. Looking back, I regret that decision. I know nobody forced me—I made my own decision—but I also struggle with the fact that someone who loved me kept asking until I eventually gave in.
Our sexual relationship was confusing for me from very early on.
My husband watched a lot of pornography growing up and has admitted that it shaped many of his ideas about sex. During our marriage he would sometimes masturbate beside me while I was asleep. It wasn't that I felt unwanted—I just never really understood why he chose that instead of sharing intimacy with me.
The truth is that I rarely wanted sex anyway because I didn't feel like my experience mattered very much. Most of the time it felt like he wanted to move straight to intercourse without taking much interest in what I enjoyed. Over the years I gradually lost interest in sex because it often felt centered around his experience rather than ours.
Our sex life also became increasingly confusing.
He often talked about fantasies involving another man having sex with me. During sex he sometimes wanted to write degrading words like "sl*t" on my body with a marker. At the time I went along with these things because I thought being a loving wife meant accepting his fantasies, even when I wasn't sure how I felt about them myself.
The thing that has become hardest to process happened online.
Without my knowledge, he sent nude photos of me to strangers on apps multiple times. He also uploaded my pictures to online communities where men would use them sexually ("tribute" groups). Every time I found out, he apologized, cried, promised it would never happen again, and I forgave him.
Looking back now, I don't know why I accepted it.
Eventually, before I met the other man in this story, I had sex with two different men without my husband present.
I know many people will immediately call that cheating, and I'm not trying to avoid responsibility for my choices.
The reason I'm mentioning it is because for years my husband had told me how much the idea of another man having sex with me turned him on. Eventually he also told me not to actually do it, but after years of hearing those fantasies, I genuinely didn't process the situation the same way he did. Looking back, I think our sexual boundaries had become so blurred that I honestly didn't know what was fantasy anymore and what wasn't.
Outside of sex, there were other issues that slowly built up over the years.
My husband could become physically intimidating during arguments. He never hit me, but years ago I woke him because he was snoring and he punched a hole in our headboard. During other arguments he threw things across the room. On another occasion I left the bedroom because I wanted space after an argument, and instead of giving me that space, he followed me into another room while I repeatedly asked him to leave me alone.
Those moments made me stop feeling emotionally safe around conflict.
There were also many smaller things that built up over time.
His snoring often kept me awake, but he became upset if I wanted to sleep somewhere else for a night. He didn't like the idea of separate blankets. His family was extremely important to him, and I often felt they came before me. We regularly spent time with them even when I didn't really want to.
This past year I moved away from my own support system so he could work in a business with his uncle. We now have more debt than before, and although he's very ambitious financially, I honestly don't feel more financially secure because of the move. Meanwhile, I've consistently worked toward my own career, but I often feel like my goals have taken second place to his.
The biggest realization I've had recently is that I don't think I trust him to naturally protect my well-being. Throughout our marriage I felt like I was the one expected to adapt.
The reason all of this has become so complicated is because, through swinging, we became close friends with another couple.
I'll call the husband "Daniel."
Over time I developed feelings for him.
What surprised me wasn't just the attraction.
It was how easy it felt to simply spend time with him.
Conversation felt effortless.
He listened carefully.
He remembered little things I'd told him.
He seemed genuinely interested in how I experienced the world.
When we became intimate, he took time to understand what I enjoyed instead of assuming. For the first time in my life, I felt like someone cared just as much about my experience as their own. Even now, I miss talking to him as much as I miss being physically close to him.
At the same time, I'm trying to stay grounded.
Daniel is separated from his wife, but they aren't divorced. I know our relationship hasn't been tested by everyday life, shared finances, years of routine, resentment, or long-term stress.
I know it's possible that because my marriage has become so painful, Daniel represents emotional relief as much as genuine compatibility.
But I also can't ignore how different I feel around him.
I feel calmer.
I feel heard.
I don't feel like I have to constantly explain or defend my needs.
Now I'm left wondering whether those feelings simply highlight everything that was missing in my marriage.
I've also changed a lot as a person over the years. I no longer believe Christianity is true, while my husband has gone through periods of being deeply religious, then embracing lifestyles that completely contradicted those beliefs, and then returning to Christianity again. Sometimes I feel like I don't even know who he really is anymore.
Right now I feel stuck between two fears.
One fear is that I'm idealizing another man because my marriage became emotionally exhausting.
The other fear is that if I go back, I'll spend another decade ignoring my own needs because I'm afraid of starting over.
So I guess my question is:
If you were reading this as a complete stranger, would you think this marriage sounds repairable?
Or does it sound like someone who has slowly realized over many years that she was over-adapting and no longer wants the life she's been living?
I'm genuinely looking for honest opinions, even if they're hard to hear. I know I'm emotionally involved, and I want perspectives from people who have lived through something similar.

Edit:
Thank you all already. It’s nice to feel I’m not crazy and ungrateful. The only problem is that I haven’t really lived alone ever, and while I have a career (teacher) I’m currently doing my masters scheduled to finish in December and I feel that I am scared to live on my own and not sure where to start
Soo.. in a way my husband is providing financially but the rest is sh*t

Edit #2
Currently while I’ve been gone he’s back into being a Church boy and keeps saying how I’m the one hurting him when I bring up the past issues and can’t move on from them …

When do you know if it’s time to change therapists or just take a pause? I don’t feel like my current therapists is helpful anymore but I also don’t know if I need therapist at the moment too.

I finally found a therapist who is willing to take me in after searching for one a long time.
I am having these extreme mood swings and I’m not doing a good job at regulating myself at all.
Sometimes I feel really really good about myself, sometimes I feel absolutely terrible and hear the voice of my mother telling me this will never change and I will always be alone. And sometimes I get so violent thoughts in order to convince myself I can protect myself at all times and I tell myself I’m all alone in this world.
I have friends and all that but what fucks me up so bad is no matter how much I enjoy the time with them, as soon as it comes time to go home there is this wave of sadness that comes over me. It comes primarily when I go home to an empty apartment or wake up alone in bed.
I feel I have nothing and no one and that this will never change. I will never truly be understood or feel wanted by anyone. And I don’t know what to do about it. I try telling myself that this isn’t true and try to list all the positive aspects of my life but it seems like there is something in the back of my head that, no matter what I say, knows I’m lying.

I feel safe in therapy and start getting a positive outlook on the future but there’s a week between sessions and I’m not sure how to regulate myself in the time during appointments and how to stop myself from spiralling. I read about some methods but it doesn’t seem to work a lot of the time.

Idk I just feel like I need a hug all the time and I don’t know how to handle that feeling.

I just broke up with my avoidant girlfriend because I finally realised I was fawning to an extreme extent and I kept getting triggered in the relationship. But now I feel hopeless.

Any ideas?

We’ve been friends for 6 years together for 2, I love that girl more than anything but im the kinda guy who just stays at home and watches movies or plays games and she’s the total opposite she can’t sit at home, naturally we have fights like any other relationship but last week we were fighting about her having this guy added on all her accounts and her excuse was “he sells me weed” I thought it was so strange like what does that even have to do with u having him added so I told her ur choosing this guy over me and she very clearly said the words “yes I choose weed over you” those words genuienly brought a reaction out of me I have never felt, I just got so shocked and my legs went weak I actually had to sit down on the floor and bawled my eyes out I couldn’t process what she even said like it didn’t make sense to me she actually said she’d choose a bag of a inanimate object over me I’ve been there for her during her worst moments and I love this girl more than anything else in this world and she said that to me I just felt worthless in the moment and I still don’t have the heart to leave her because I have nothing else.

Ive not been able to find a therapist i can really connect with. Im a really private person anyway and was considering using an app instead. Does anyone have any good ones that they have personally used?

Third time this year. They approved the first two appointments then suddenly flagged the third as not medically necessary for anxiety and depression. I'm so tired. Has anyone had better luck getting consistent coverage through a virtual psychiatrist? 

Or does the same insurance nonsense happen online too? Need real answers not just call your provider.

I (29F) am wildly uncomfortable with people being kind or helping me. Every time I start to feel attached to someone, I start worrying I somehow manipulated them into liking me and that when they realise, they will reject me. This is worse than never allowing myself to be cared about or supported in the first place, so I push people away. I have struggled with crippling low self worth for a very long time.

I’ve had various short stints of talking type therapy over time. There were helpful elements but nothing ever really changed.

Then I met my last therapist. She just somehow seemed to know me, in a way nobody, therapist or otherwise, ever had before. She helped me realise the patterns I described above, which I had never made sense of before. Seeing her soothed my soul, and I just somehow opened up and trusted her automatically. So naturally, this triggered the “I’m going to lose her” panic alarm. She noticed me close off and asked, so I discussed it with her, embarrassed though I was. She said we could keep working together so that eventually I might learn it is safe to rely on someone emotionally when you need to - that not everyone will abandon you just because you need help sometimes (aka are a burden temporarily). Still I struggled with the thoughts that she was secretly fed up of me and didn’t want to see me anymore. She told me that if I pushed through this, there would come a time when I truly no longer felt scared of not seeing her anymore, because I would have shown myself that it is okay to be helped by someone and if you let yourself, you can heal and be stronger and ready. I desperately wanted to believe her but the opposition was too intense. I stopped.

The grief was as terrible as I feared. But what I didn’t expect was the hurt that came later. I actually felt hurt that she hadn’t somehow tried to stop me from discontinuing our sessions. She was the first person to ever get close to helping me believe it was safe to accept help and be cared for by others. But insitead, she reinforced the belief that when the chips are down - people will abandon you. After some time, I realise she didn’t reinforce that, abandon, or reject me at all. It was *me* and only me who sabotaged the process once again. I am back to feeling thankful for everything she did for me.

My question is, how can I move past this? I thought time would help, and it has. But it has been a year and I still think about her most days. I think I see her in a crowd, wonder if she would remember me if we ever passed each other in the street. Every time something knocks me I miss her so badly. I even have dreams that something bad happened to her. This feels wrong, is this an unhealthy obsession? Im not stalking her or anything, but I just feel like it’s the worst breakup I’ve ever had, which is concerning given I recently broke up with my partner of 8 years (probably testament to the healthiness of that relationship lol).

My mental health has been on the decline again, and I’m having low-intensity CBT on the NHS. It’s not helping and making me feel like I blew the one chance I had to heal.

How can I move on? And what type of therapy might be able to help me heal my attachment problems?

I am at a point in my life where i multiple things have gone wrong.

I can't even tell WTS wrong cause everything seems wrong.

Where can we even start.

Im single 20m no frnds, conservative family, never really had any gf, introvert

Im addicted to masterbation, I can't talk to girls or even be frnds with them, even the one frnd I have is like just an acquaintance rest I have no one to talk to

Parents label themselves as liberals but really are conservative.

I tried chatgpt therapy but its not working

I masterbate all the time, can't sleep, I'm thin and malnourished ahhh what else depressed, might have autism, adhd, SAD, OCD ptsd God knows wt I have

Can't gp for therapy though, cause I love in a country where ppl don't value therapy like at all it's useless

I can't even cry, I want to shout and cry at the top of my lungs but I can't and that sad

My life is sad and depressing from the inside

I can't stop being addicted to masterbation, I can't study, I have dark circles, I can't exercise, basically I live in a jail

My own jail

Idk wt can cure me at all this point

Ppl tell suicide is for losers fine, then what is the solution for me

Like what do I do

I tried to read on stuff but it's useless, really useless

I just wanna kill myself but can't cause I'm a coward

I don't know wt to do with my life

Ur prob not reading all of this cause WTS there in this to read it 20 yrs worth of waste

I don't think I'll get someone to talk to

Online is fine but I dont think I'll ever get a therapist physically

I feel like going to a mental institution

So ya that's it

Hey everyone. I’m an early 20s dude, 5’6 and 125 LB. As a kid I was like 240 LB and lost a ton of weight. I’m active. I lift like everyday and hit the elliptical.

Now, I have an eating disorder (atypical anorexia). I recently began a bulking program through a registered dietician. He has STRONGLY emphasized I stick to a .5 LB per week weight gain and that I do not count calories. I think this will be very hard to achieve without counting calories since I’m shooting in the dark, but what do I know.

He said I have fat cell memory from being obese as a kid. Not saying he’s wrong on that. However, the tone in his voice when explaining this made my situation sound dire, as in if I exceed the .5 LB per week rate, I will gain a sufficient amount of fat that warrants concern on his end. Good luck hitting a precise 250 cal/day surplus without counting. I don’t like counting, but it is clearly the safest way to ensure precise surplus.

Now to my post title…

Expectations/standards of being lean are killing me. It makes me wanna say screw it and just eat whatever. I’m tired of seeing the same messages on social media: “You’re not lean enough bro” or “Dude you bulked and got too fat (meanwhile the person is legit like 18% body fat which is much better than the average person)”

My scale says I’m 11.9% BF, which may or may not be accurate. But regardless, I just feel exhausted, lost, and like I can’t win. I weigh myself once a week and I can just see my future self stepping on the scale next week saying “Please don’t increase by more than .5 LB…Please don’t increase by more than .5 LB…Please don’t increase by more than .5 LB”

I restrict to stay lean, then I feel bad bc I don’t enjoy foods, I’m irritable, cold all the time, low energy, low resting heart rate, and I can go on.

Or I can liberalize my diet, gain some weight and might be perceived as fat by others. I feel like I can’t win. I see other people out at dinner enjoying whatever they want and I wish I could do the same. And no, these people aren’t 400 LB. Maybe they don’t look like chiseled statues, but they aren’t obese. They just look “normal.” I wish I could be that happy, though.

I really would value other guys’ opinions on this. It’s such a struggle for me. Please. I’m not asking for medical advice, but rather new perspective

It’s been over a year now since my values completely flipped after some rough relationship trauma (friends and romantic). I’m still in therapy and on antidepressants, but it hasn’t really fixed the core issue.
I used to be outgoing, open, and deeply caring. I dreamed about building a family, having kids, and being a great husband and dad. Now? I don’t trust women anymore. Since I’m straight I still enjoy them physically, but all I want are casual hookups and one-night stands. Meaningful relationships feel pointless.
Everything else is about proving the people who hurt me wrong. My only real drive is money, power, status, and success. I can’t sleep at night because I’m terrified I won’t get the big house, the nice cars I want, the luxury lifestyle, and the models. It’s weird and sad to me that these have become the ceiling of my ambitions — replacing all the deeper, meaningful goals I used to have.
I know this version of me isn’t sustainable or someone I truly respect. I want to win in life, but as the better person I used to be. Has anyone pulled themselves out of a long-term post-trauma spiral like this? Especially when therapy alone isn’t cutting it? What actually helped — specific habits, books, new routines, different therapy approaches, or anything else?

So I'm a 30 something white male looking for a solid therapist in complex trauma, trauma bonding, narcissistic abuse, emotional abuse, trauma based dissociation, ocd, impulse control disorders, substance abuse....but realistically, how do I find a great one? I'm talking phd or md level, as I am a very intellectual and well read person in psychology and this case involves extremely convoluted psychological abuse on essentially an advanced academic level, combined with layers of narcissism, and then finally substance abuse. I don't want better help. and ideally I will need several hours a week if we're being realistic here. ideally 4 hours a week of talk therapy with an expert. how do I actually find this person? especially being overseas? how do I do this?

I am a university student who has been struggling with compulsive porn use for about 8 years. I have tried to quit many times on my own but keep relapsing. Recently, I have been using porn almost daily, and I feel like I have very little control once the urges or thoughts begin. Specific artists, fantasies, and fetishes often trigger me, and I find myself acting on the urge almost automatically.

This has affected my motivation, productivity, and self-control. I spend a lot of time planning how to improve my life, but I often fail to follow through consistently. I also struggle with excessive YouTube and other digital entertainment, which I use to escape stress and uncomfortable emotions.

I compare myself constantly with other people. Even after achieving a 4.0 GPA, I quickly felt empty because I started comparing myself to people with internships, jobs, or better progress. I often feel like I am "behind" in life, and I tie my self-worth to achievement and success.

I frequently feel mentally exhausted, frustrated, jealous of others, and afraid of wasting my potential. I want to build a career in technology and improve my life, but I feel stuck between wanting to change and repeatedly falling back into old habits.

My main goals are to understand why I keep repeating this cycle, gain better control over my compulsive behaviors, improve my self-discipline, and build a healthier relationship with achievement, comparison, and digital media.

this is all about me.
as you can see i am struggling for 8 year i tried a lot of things but nothing is working now i am just tired and frustrated

I am working in a SaaS MNC where the environment is getting worse by the day. AI taking over jobs is one of the worries but the subtle coercion of "use AI or get left behind" is forced by increasing targets to such a high degree it is impossible not to use AI. And I don't want to, for ethical reasons around creative and quality degradation, climate issues, and power dynamic shifts.

On top of that, the management is so aristocratic, they'd rather die on their mistakes than accept them and change. But this one tops all of them: ethics. They just shoot down good products to make way for their golden babies, prioritize features based on easeness and not need, blame one team seasonally except the developers. While none of it affects my employment, my psyche is grinded everyday, I am shamed for my 'naive nature', I don't see this changing anytime soon.

The solution is obvious: change my job. But this pays too well to change, any other job is a downgrade in pay or I am not senior enough to make the jump to other companies that offer the same pay.

I feel like I should go to therapy, but if this is a given in any and all orgs, isn't it worthless to? I don't know...

If anyone has these same issues (mentally and ethically draining workplace), has therapy helped? If so, how do I find the one who might help me the way I want, without much experimentation? (Because the last time i tried, i ended up tao times in torture chambers with motivational therapists who tells me to embrace it)

My ex husband & I have been divorced for almost 4 years. We were talking recently. He brought up the past by saying," Remember when you flew out to meet a guy in San Francisco. I called you & told you I was driving to CA. You told me to turn back around."

I said, "You're crazy!!" "No, that's love! I was coming to get what was mine! My love for you never changed in 20+ years we were married.," he replied.

In the past 4 years, I've had the opportunity to see how he acts in relationships. In my eyes, he stalks his girlfriends, buys their love with expensive jewelry, & wants to be in their presence, all the time. Is this love or is he crazy? Currently, he is in therapy. After his response, I told him to ask his therapist. To me, that's not love. That's an obsession. I was not about to tell him, he's has obsessive behavior.

What would you consider is healthy love?