I used to rarely ever go, for fear of complicating things even more, but that was after some less than pleasant experiences along the way in encountering a therapist who dozed off multiple times while I was talking, one who spoke in heavy paternalistic tones throughout our sessions and rarely, if ever, made eye contact, one who treated my scheduled appointments as more of a f'n bible study and a chance to be a preacher rather than the therapy sessions I was paying for, and all of whom very blatantly ignored the multiple very detailed reports of traumatic childhood, teen, and adult sexual and domestic violence I endured through several decades.
That still baffles me and heavily jades my opinion of various professionals who follow in their footsteps. In addition to my experiences as a patient seeking help, what all I observed from the professional side as being deemed acceptable from various levels of staff charged with the care of others who could easily alter the path of another in some not so pleasant ways by the power of their pens and such, as observed by a 13 year employee in the residential vocational rehab/mental health arena, also leaves me rather hesitant to go to certain spaces for a helping hand. I still very clearly recall being repeatedly pulled under while being handed cinder blocks to weigh me down rather than ever being handed a life jacket to help keep me afloat.
All of those so-called professionals were the ones I'd been heavily encouraged to visit based solely on what my insurance would approve and pay for. The other therapists I sought based on researching their specialties and specific qualifications weren't in the "network", so I couldn't afford them. Little did I know at the time, but I also couldn't afford the bullshit being cleverly disguised as sufficient quality care, either.
Several years and many breakdowns and break-throughs later, I luckily discovered that our local domestic and sexual abuse shelter offers free ongoing counseling sessions to anyone who has ever been affected by either. The only qualifying factors are what you experienced, not how much money you can pay them. What a treasure/life-saver to have found. If you can afford to donate time, money, or items, they graciously accept, if not, they never make you feel guilty for not doing so.
Finally, a space to feel genuinely heard and innerstood, while experiencing some actual healing for a change, and at no cost, not creating even more fear and anxiety worrying about if I can pay, not having to worry about sessions running out, etc. They also offer a weekly support group for added connections and support, if folks wish to participate.
I've gone as often as a couple times a week and as little as once every few months or so. It all depends on how well I'm also managing my self-care and utilizing all the other tools I've gathered in my therapeutic tool box through the years. Sometimes, I just need a space to go to have someone lovingly and kindly remind me I already have the tools I need and that I'm worth the time I spend on using them.
There haven't been specifics as far as them offering, or me requesting, certain healing techniques and methods, or ordering what I wish to experience from a menu, so to speak. It just finally and simply feels like a space I am warmly welcomed, fully heard and understood, allowed to be myself in every single aspect of my being, and that alone has been one of the greatest and most meaningful treasures of all. I wish it were made readily available to anyone hurting for any reason. Perhaps one day...