Yes, my H knows I go. He was the one to suggest I seek help years ago when I was quite depressed. Over the years he's sometimes asked about it, but mostly kept his distance. I've learned to stop telling him about the sessions. He got paranoid (for good reason) for a long time that I was talking about him (I was). I still do, since he's a big part of my life, but I never disclose details to him. I tried to explain why it was so difficult when my precious T terminated me. He openly admitted he didn't understand why I was so upset.

We've also been to marriage T together, which has by turns been disastrous and really helpful, depending on the T.