My psychiatrist is fairly useless, except for signing prescriptions. He's nice enough, a bro-type dude who reminds me of one of The Beach Boys (not Brian Wilson, though, p-doc is too normal to be Brian Wilson). He acts like he doesn't really know how to handle my situation...kind of throws suggestions out, then seems to attach himself to one of his suggestions and prescribe accordingly.
I would love to see a therapist, but my insurance (Kaiser) only allows for one visit/month with a so-called therapist who doesn't do therapy, she just goes over mindfulness and DBT skills with me. Well, I've been practicing mindful meditation and CBT for decades - quite literally when the therapist herself was a preschooler. So besides spending 45 minutes with a young woman who is sweet and empathetic, it's kind of a waste to see her - and what she does is not what I call "therapy."
Bottom line - I, too, find that being my own mental health advocate is what gets me the best results.
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