I stopped therapy I guess 11 years ago after probably a total of 15 years of therapy—the last one my longest at right at 10 years. I don’t regret my therapy as I got past my past and now have healthy coping skills that have enabled me to handle my present which has included the loss of my sister, both parents, and my husband of 34 years. So, it has served me well.

I don’t foresee myself ever needing or desiring long-term therapy ever again. I stopped therapy when I realized I was handling life on my own quite well and didn’t need therapy to help me cope any longer.

I have stayed in touch with my former therapists over the years, purely on a very occasional basis without any expectation. I check in via email with my most recent as a navigate the aftermath of my husband’s death, but it is a quick check in maybe once or twice a year. Generally, I am very stable and manage pretty darned well. Therapy helped me find me. Therapy helped me feel gain control and contentment in my life even when it is often full of serious pain and challenges. I could not have made it through these last few years in the state I was in prior to therapy.