He didn’t even ASK for it at that point.
All he did was get pissy and walk outta their room when she tried to talk to him about it.
When they get to the check-in, the focus turns on her after he mumbles some “Me and the guys thought it’d be a good time” bullshit. Nevermind the fact that he knows she hates him going to “the streep clopb.” Nevermind the fact that he was literally trying to get an ex-flame to come see him in an environment that solely revolves around pay-for-play sexuality. Nevermind the fact that he’s been inside this chick before.
“Why don’t you forgive him?” they pile on Yara.
WHY DOESN’T HE APOLOGIZE??? How 'bout that?
Why is SHE expected to do all the heavy lifting after he’s the one who violated her trust repeatedly that night?
(omg, i’m way too invested in this stupid show, lol. look at my sloppy writing.)
Whatever. It’s our escape, right? Anyway … how awful was that?
The therapists on this show are very sub par. It’s hard to find a good therapist, but when you do, it’s life changing!
All the pressure was on Yara to get over it. I feel so sorry for her!
I was shocked at what the therapists said to Yara. The therapists were asking her to forgive him for abusing her, IMO.
When I got out of a women’s domestic violence shelter, I had to go to court to in front of a judge to get a protective order. The only advise I got was from a paralegal who said “Don’t worry, they never show up to contest it.” And while I had extreme anxiety anticipating going to court, the shelter didn’t help me get therapy or meds.
Well he did show up to court, with his attorney who he had been meeting with continually for the two months while I was in the shelter with my 3 year-old and had no access to an attorney. I had 10 minutes to talk to the DA. Then the judge asked if he wanted a divorce, so they put me on the stand, where I was grilled by his attorney. The judge asked if I wanted to stay in the house, and have him leave, but I was afraid if I continued to “rock the boat,” he would get angrier, so I said no. After that, I just gave in, because I didn’t want to lose my house. So, I returned. The court ordered couples counseling, and it was a husband and wife team. They sided with him, that I needed to adjust myself to accept his behavior.
We also were ordered by the court, to see a Forensic Psychologist, for child custody, if it came to a divorce. He gave us both of us a number of tests, including an intelligence test (I scored very high and he scored average, the psychologist told me.) Then he grilled me like a investigator in the room with a murderer trying to get them to confess. The court sent over papers that either of us could be an abusive party. As he’s questioning me, the psychologist stops talking suddenly, looks up at me in shock, realizing I was the victim of him, and says: “My God, what did he do to you?!”