My husband gave me untold grief about going to therapy, both individual and group. He told me repeatedly that I was too stupid, naive and childish to handle therapy. It hurt to hear and I still wonder if he wasn't right in his assessment of me, but I knew I needed some support and I went anyway. You do what you want to do. It doesn't even matter if it's a need or not. If having that relationship enhances your life, then do it for you.