I started out with a counsellor that had little to no experience with dressing at first. I was working thru so many other issues at the time (read my intro message for some background) and when I finally decided to lay my cards on the table, it was a relief but it went unfulfilled until she saw me dressed. I was seeing this person on my own while my wife was seeing someone else individually, it helped in that it gave me the courage to resolve a lot of the issues but it created more turmoil in that my wife was unable to find the answers she needed. That came later on. I think that couples has helped US more, I have a fairly clear idea of the who, what, why, how, when and where... I needed someone to help me convey that to my wife and to offer some insight into these things. I have since stopped my therapy since I was not making any further progress in my opinion. I found that once the bigger issues were resolved, I was able to acquire the necessary tools that allowed me to work on the rest of my issues on my own.
The doctor we are seeing now is considered one of the best in our area and we like her a lot. I just got back from therapy and tonight was a very good night. I've been alternating between going dressed or not. It's been good because it forced my SO to face the fact that I was really in the room there with her and she was not simply talking about someone not present beside her.
The whole bitch thing is becoming a running joke almost, this was just the first time she ever called me that to my face while dressed in the heat of the moment. It usually been in the form of a message I am to pass along to "her"... Typically when "she" has done something that bother my SO... Things like "Can you tell the bitch her clothes are spilling over onto my side of the closet?" or "Can you tell the bitch to stop stealing my razor blades?"
This last time it was different... I was no longer the bitch's messenger... I was the bitch!