When my wife and I first got together, I was sick. I was off my meds (as people usually do when they are on meds, feel a bit better and believe they are not sick in the first place) and acted very strangely and mean. It's a wonder she put up with me. (It's probably because I am so hot and amazing in bed... jk)

I started going to adoption therapy and she decided to join one day. We ended up going for over a year and it really helped us. We were able to get married and although my illness still affects me at times, even on a great cocktail of medication and an awesome doc, we have a happy and supportive life.

That being said, that was the ONLY therapist that actually ever helped me. I have been to many in my days.