I had to stop seeing my first therapist who I felt very close to (long story, but to do with how thing are here in the UK) and then I saw another therapist at the beginning of this year who wasn't right for me so I had to finish it. This left me very wary of any new T relationship, but I know I really need to be seeing a therapist. I was feeling very conflicted about the conventional wisdom of taking a few months between therapists and my heart telling me I desperately need to to be seeing someone now.
I do trust my heart over conventional wisdom, so I went to see someone else who I found. Because of what happened before with therapy I've been guarded, and she's been very understanding of my wariness. She has let me put all sorts of constraints on seeing her - just one trial session, then just a few trial sessions, then a three month trial period. Today I finally said that I just wanted to continue seeing her, and she was so lovely, acknowledging that my experiences before made it hard for me but that she wanted to continue with us working together.
I actually don't understand why people want to be therapists and how they can hear what we need to talk about - the worst of what can happen in this life - but still hold a space for us where we can heal. But I'm deeply grateful that people do. I know therapy is incredibly tough, and I reserve the right to moan and wail about my T when I need to, but right now I'm so thankful she's there, that anyone's there, to help us through this.
I do trust my heart over conventional wisdom, so I went to see someone else who I found. Because of what happened before with therapy I've been guarded, and she's been very understanding of my wariness. She has let me put all sorts of constraints on seeing her - just one trial session, then just a few trial sessions, then a three month trial period. Today I finally said that I just wanted to continue seeing her, and she was so lovely, acknowledging that my experiences before made it hard for me but that she wanted to continue with us working together.
I actually don't understand why people want to be therapists and how they can hear what we need to talk about - the worst of what can happen in this life - but still hold a space for us where we can heal. But I'm deeply grateful that people do. I know therapy is incredibly tough, and I reserve the right to moan and wail about my T when I need to, but right now I'm so thankful she's there, that anyone's there, to help us through this.