I really appreciate you bringing up this topic, BethRags!

Good, I hope it helps you and others.

I have also been feeling dissatisfied and frustrated with therapy and my psychiatrist video sessions. It's all so "distant". Distant. Between technical issues (freezing screens, loss of sound, delays) and the almost lack of reality of it all (like not "really" meeting with them), I almost wish it would stop for a bit. I find my psychiatrist and I talking over each other a lot, which is something we never otherwise do. His face and voice appear almost different, which is disconcerting. I get the feeling he feels the exact same way as me about all of this. During such a stressful period, it is hard to be feeling the stress in the people that are usually our rocks.

Exactly. Some years ago I had to do telemedicine with a pdoc and it was far less than wonderful. Frozen screens, odd audio, off color, and that weird jumpy quality. For me, it was super stressful. For the pdoc, he was irritable because of the telemedicine, and kept complaining about it.

The entire fiasco...yes, I got my prescriptions. But I didn't feel like the pdoc and I were really getting the job done properly as far as needed med changes and such.

In short, telemedicine was not ideal and lacked a sense of security.

As outrageous as this may sound, I almost feel as if I am mildly grieving their loss, especially of my psychiatrist. I am reminded of the uncertainty of my future because of all of this.

Yes. That feeling kind of sets therapy back...the sense of safety and security we work so hard for in therapy has been rather shot through of holes.


It's not outrageous. This is a very real loss to be grieved.


Yesterday, I had a video session with my psychiatrist. We got through everything, including scheduling a new appointment. Then the video suddenly stopped before saying any kind of goodbye. Neither of us called back for that. We just ended it there, likely saying "Oh, well!" to ourselves.

Uggggh. That had to be terribly unsettling.

You've been given a lot of good advice from others here. I'm afraid I have nothing much more to offer than to write that this will eventually pass. I am betting that our first times back in our tdoc/pdoc's offices could feel strange, but that that strangeness will ease quickly and we'll feel back to a normal again. This may eventually feel like the memory of a weird dream. In the meantime, we must hold on tight and do our best.

Thank you, birdie, for your empathy. For sharing your experiences. If there's anything positive about this freaky episode, it's that none of us are alone.