Well, all I have to say is that I have yet to find a therapist that I like. I've fired 8 of them for various reasons. Think about it: do you want to trust a complete stranger with all of the details of your life? I don't. I mean, you have to build trust before I'll tell you my life. If I don't like the therapist I am not going to waste my time. If I don't like the office setting, I won't go again. I have to feel totally comfortable. That said, I know that if I had a GOOD cognitive therapist I would benefit from it. I'm open to that, but so far I've only encountered dorks who say you have to go every week or twice a week, for the money part. That's sucky. I'm hopeful that my next counselor is going to be good : ) Good luck with yours. If you're not comfortable, fire your counselor.
Mmmmmm, I'm not sure I entirely agree with this.
I fully understand there are bad therapists out there. I fully understand that not every therapist is going to be a "match" for every patient.
But 8?
Eight? Come on now.
I can't help but expect a pattern of excuses which conveniently prevent facing tough or painful issues.
No office setting is perfect. Not every tone of voice or facial expression is perfect. Not every response is going to be what you are looking for. In fact, some sessions, you are going to walk away feeling like you were on two totally different pages, and/or you will be pretty pissed off with your therapist
. That's how it works!!
You will feel totally comfortable when you
allow yourself to be totally comfortable. It is a
choice. We as humans
do have the ability to filter the important from the inconsequential. Office setting
does not have any bearing on your innate ability to face your issues... office setting is an excuse to not feel comfortable, so you can justify avoiding the tough stuff.
I can't tell you how many times I swallowed a lump in my throat over the fact my T's door was
so close to his co-workers' doors,
surely they could hear what I was saying, and were listening to me! Or how I inwardly shuddered at the scary-looking people who sat in the waiting room, in the same chairs that I was sitting in... was I one of them, was I scary-looking too? :eek:
Gahhhhh. Sucky stuff.
But
this is the paranoia of PTSD. It is not rationally justified ... it is simply our brains running overtime being hypervigilant and hypercritical; it is the
condition itself in its purest sense.
You will never get better 'til you suck it up, swallow the paranoia, stop allowing excuses, plant your kiester in that chair and
COMMIT. Swallow your misgivings and put your story out there. That's what this exercise is about. It is going to be
really frickin' hard. And scary. But at some point, you will be sick enough and hurting enough where the pain of continuing
without therapy is
worse than facing all these misgivings about talking to and trusting in a stranger. When you reach that point, all these excuses will not matter. The desperation will be so distinct and so strong that you simply
cannot continue
another freakin' day in the hellhole of PTSD... you will know you
have to get help,
NOW.
And as with any human relationship between two people, you will extend consideration and respect to your T, and give him/her a fair chance. Nobody's going to be perfect.
Nobody. But most therapists are going to be at least somewhat helpful, and that's a whole lot better than what you've got right now. :wink:
This is a kick in the pants encouraging constructive behavior and
moving forward :) it is
NOT written in a hurtful or mean way. Sometimes we need someone who'll prop us up with a stick and push us forward. I am here with the stick. :Hug_emoticon:
:) Bailey