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Keep trying. Keep looking for a new therapist. See if you can get a recommendation from your pcp? Because both of those therapists do not sound great at all. There are good ones out there-don’t let those experiences stop you from trying to get help!

Sooooo...I’ve got a therapist, dietician and a psychiatrist. I stopped taking meds last fall, then decided I needed to start again a few weeks ago...and added back in the psychiatrist. Now, I’m freaking out over the “team” and their communications with each other, and feel like I’m reading into...

Why did she tell you this?? Seems really strange for her to mention it to you at YOUR therapy session. Then again, I’m fairly new to therapy and don’t know much....

Thanks for all of the responses. Helps to know that feeling like this is “normal”.

Hey guys-it’s been a little over a week since I last cut. Which is actually huge for me. I was super busy last week and didn’t even really think about...fast forward to now and it’s all I can think about. It’s like an itch that needs to be scratched. Relentless. I’ve gone longer than I thought...

Honestly, I think that’s totally normal. At least that’s how it is for me for the couple of appointments after I’ve told a lot of info. Usually I’m extremely guarded, or just can’t form a coherent sentence. And amazing job for going back-I really know how hard that is to do.

Haha thanks! I’m only 6 months in. Glad to know you were here once though!

I had no idea I depended on my T this much...she's been out of town for 2 weeks and wont be back for another week. I'm in contact via email, but have a weird "tell all, then tell nothing" thing going on. I even annoy myself with this. When things get really bad-I either send an email saying...

I do not know. But this all makes me feel nauseous. I can’t even handle a quick hug in greeting, much less by someone that knows anything ???. So, I am no help, but I feel you.

Um, I’ve done this a few times through email with my T. And now can email afterwards and say-oh, and FYI, I don’t want to come to our next appointment because I have said too much. Which, honestly, is really hard to say, because then I can’t fake how much I am bothered by what I’ve told her...

Oh hey, I’ve never written the words of what has actually happened to me. I still can’t say those. I can say something along the lines of “when I was 9 or 10, something happened with my brothers friend, and continued with my brother for awhile.”-so yeah, that’s about as close as I get. I cannot...

New to me too-I rarelynaay the words. But I can email them! I mean, not without feeling like I’m going to freak out, but at least I can get them out. At least I can say “yeah, so I’m a little worried about the holidays coming up.” I say way more through email. Way more....really that means I say...

I haven't. That's a good idea. Usually I just say "I don't know." It's funny because my first T (I've just recently started therapy for the first time ever, and had one T before this one) called my dad an asshole after I told her one small incident...which made me want to defend him. But at...

@FauxLiz The guilt is so strong. And I feel so bad for telling some of the things I've told. Because things weren't always like that. @Kubash16 I think part of the problem is that my T just tells me to trust my gut. Which I've never been able to do anyway. So, I feel guilty for saying things...

So today I finally told T I was feeling guilty that I’d made someone in my family out to be worse than they are. She only responded with-do you think that’s true? And I said-I don’t know. I mean, the person I’m talking about in my family...we had really good times together too. That said, if my...

I agree. All energy, thoughts, time and space is being used in running from that shark, while attempting to appear to not be running. Logically, at least for me, I realize there isn’t a shark...but it still feels like it, and I still need to run from it, but I also still need to look like I’m...

See. I even made my own point ? it was @EveHarrington .

I second what Freida said about the long post...and I didn’t even get through all of Freida’s post. Sigh. I’m not entirely sure my response will help, but it is SO hard to act normal. It is exhausting. It is annoying. It is frustrating. It is sometimes just TOO MUCH. Not many people know my...

I can’t even say the words in day to day life...much less in therapy! I can sometimes email afterwards to make sure maybe t understand what I was trying to convey. But can’t even type the words! So frustrating.

I’m doing it because I want my children to grow up with healthy relationships and lives. But damn, it is exhausting.

I could’ve written this exact topic! I’ve never said the words, either. I’ve alluded to things over the past 6 months, and have emailed more details (I mean, details like “I was at a party and something happened.” Clearly I cannot say much, but my T has not pushed and I’m sure she knows. Try to...

Hey-welcome! I managed to make it through 37 years of life without therapy...but this was my year to have trauma come up big time, and for me to realize I do the things I do in an attempt to keep busy and avoid thinking. My therapist has been talking about boundaries...I’m so lost ?. Glad to...

@EveHarrington absolutely-but my sleep has been better at night than it was before. I’ve just never been THIS tired all day long. I’ve taken Valium a couple of times a week at night but nothing routine with that; that’s the only other new medication.

I started cymbalta a month ago, and have noticed I have been extremely tired. Of course it’s listed under symptoms but my therapist said it’s not likely caused by the cymbalta...it’s bad enough that I’m considering stopping medication altogether....this is the fourth med that I have tried and...

O have very little experience with this, but a couple of weekends ago I had a really rough evening. I don’t tend to offer I formation with my T or my dietician. But I saw my T on Tuesday and she asked about the weekend and I told her the truth-I has a really hard night. She asked about self...