Art, there are these two people in your life--your h and your therapist--in the closest bestest position to support you in being Art, in journeying to and discovering your best self.

You're awfully worried about making them mad by doing that very same thing.

Screw 'em if they can't handle you making your own decisions about how your own life works.

You do you, and they can each decide whether they are willing to support you in that or not. I forget who told me this, it's been so long, but it was some of the best (sort of trite) advice I've ever gotten: Be honest. Either they'll stay and things will get better, or they'll leave and things will get better.

Affectionately,
Someone who twisted herself into knots for WAY too long