Therapy is a difficult experience, but one that I'm glad I'm going through. I'm not sure I'd still be alive right now if I hadn't sought out my current therapist.

I greatly respect my therapist. I think she's very skilled, she's a great fit for me in personality and treatment style. I genuinely like her as a person. I appreciate the help she has given me. I've had previous therapists that I can't say the same about, but that's why I'm no longer seeing them.

I think my therapist has done quite a bit for me. She goes above and beyond to support me when I need it, and she's been very patient with how long it's taken me to trust her. She never hesitates to suggest things that she thinks will help me and supports me if I decide to try those things. Yes, there are times I wish she could do even more for me (like having a talk with my mother, so I don't have to, or going with me somewhere for support), but I recognize that's not her job and is really just my fear talking.