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Old Jul 06, 2007, 03:15 PM
pinksoil
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Hey Moonkin. Sorry you are having a rough time. I always say this, and maybe people get tired of it, but I'll say it again.... therapy is a relationship. Like any other, you have to find someone you click and connect with. There is nothing wrong with going through a number of therapists to find "the one." Frustrating, I know. Just think about the reasons why it didn't work with these former therapists. Like Echoes said, it's work. What are some reasons it didn't work out with these former Ts? When I was 17, I had one therapist, but I had gone through a number of pdocs. Stay motivated for treatment.

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Thanks for the reply..My first T who I saw for a year and some months was a great man, but never seemed to hit the nail on the head so to speak..he was my first so I didnt mind much. I then saw a female therapist who saw me for 4 visits and gave up....basicly she recommended me another male therapist.. I really clicked with him..but he left.......now I'm on my 4th therapist who I'm afarid....I mean she after 1 visit asked to see my poetry....I dont feel right I feel I need to trust her...what if she reads it and sends me in some hospital thinking im crazy? ......plz reply im scared

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If she sends you to the hospital for seeing your poems and thinking your crazy then I'll see ya there because I gave my therapist 16 pages of poetry last session, LOL... I think you are going to be ok!! I hate the fact that you have had so much instability in your treatment, that's gotta hurt. If you don't feel comfortable giving your new T those poems, then don't... really... maybe just explain to her that you need to build up the relationship before sharing something so intense. It took me almost 2 yrs. before I gave my T the poems... Why are you scared, Moon? Let me know.