When I was going to therapy, I went once a week. I found it TREMENDOUSLY helpful. I did that for several years, but she and I worked pretty diligently on building my coping skills. We kind of got to the end of what she could teach me for where I was at the time. Her door is always open if I feel like I need to go back.

I've had depressions since seeing her, but I try really hard to use the skills we worked on together. It helps me to cope, even though it obviously doesn't take the depression away.

I'm a very results-oriented person, so I stopped going because I didn't feel like there were more results to be achieved. It started to feel like I was paying someone to just listen to me like a friend would. I prefer to 'talk' either with my husband or a friend, or on here.