I started therapy (this go-around, my 3rd and finally successful attempt) for help with depression and anxiety mostly, and also because I just had this feeling that there was MORE that life could be. Boy was I right on that last point! During the 3.5 years with current t, I came through to the other side of the depression and got off both the antidepressants I was on (with pdoc's blessing), changed jobs to one I love, started making friends outside of work for the first time in my adult life, began volunteering with girl scouts, published a book of my poems, etc etc etc. I could go on and on. What I wanted from t was to get past the depression and learn to tame my anxiety, and once we had tackled those, we just kept going because as she is fond of saying "the work never stops". Even though I'm done with regular sessions now, and I know I can call her if I need to talk if something comes up, I'm still doing my "inner work" as we call it all the time. It became a part of who I am and I will never stop doing it. Through journaling, doing dream work, writing poetry, thinking 'outloud' on the dear t thread here, it's all my inner work and I plan to never stop working to improve myself. Therapy has been the hardest, but best, thing I have ever done for myself!!