Depression Councillor and all that

Lets see.

While she was out that night sleeping at a friends house, I chucked out my kinky stuff. 
Plastic pants,
Plastic mattress cover.
Butt Plug,
Two canes.
A length of electrical flex that she would sometimes whip me with.
4 lengths of rope that could be used to tie someone to the bed.  And on a couple of occasions I tied her to the bed and once maybe she tied me down.  But it was always such a half arsed effort.  I basically figured she was disengaged and lazy when it came to sex.
A vibrating cock ring thing that incidentally she had bought.
Some balls that "we" had bought but she would never wear.  Well she did once or twice but in later years there was always an excuse (not to wear them).
A corset that we had bought for her and that she had worn a couple of times but always ungraciously and seemed determined to be unhappy about.  It was an elephant in the room in a way.  I figured while it was there she would see it as a reminder of my kinky self or something.

Interestingly I had a chat to the couple where she slept the night and she arrived while the wife was out but with whom she had traded text messages and obtained permission to stay.  She said nothing to the husband and went to the spare bedroom.  In the morning she got up and left without saying anything to either of them.  Sounds like she is depressed too.

I went and saw a counsellor.  He diagnosed me as depressed.  We wait to see how things progress there.

After a week of frustrating interactions with the wife, we finally had sex last night where both of us orgasmed.  It involved plenty of foreplay touch that I love and she needs.  So maybe, just maybe.....

I hope the councillor is kink aware and kink friendly.  We touched briefly on sex but not much.  I have resolved to be open and honest and try and get best value for my money.  Its costing me around $100/hr and that's after medicare rebate.  We wait and see.