Finally

i always read the posts on here with people talking about having a therepist or someone like that they can talk to. i was really uneasy about getting a T i wanted one but felt arwkard about going out and finding someone, my friend helped me find and organisation called S.I.S. and she booked me in (confidentionally) and i spoke to her, it was hell arkward to begin with, but this friday will be my 4th session and it feels so good to talk. im glad i can, but it bothers me how shes someone ive never know before and im just pouring my lifes events out, i was told i was one of her priorety people after the second session, what made me wonder if some of the other people dont have as bad problems or mine are worse than i thought.

I love talking to my T .....no matter what we talk on even if it is on him ...I am glad you found a nice T

Finding a therapist is a very difficult thing. When I first went out of work because of anxiety, the companies insurance forced me to go to a pdoc & a psychologist.....they told me the ones in my area that were accepted by them (very few since I lived so far from work). I mean come on. I was 41 years old...normal family life growing up (or so I thought), Bottom line was that I didn't like where they forced me to work on the job & wouldn't let me transfer to where I would be good at what I knew.....how much therapy would that need anyway.....what was I supposed to say. Then hit the depression in about a year when I realized I was no longer going to be going back to work & I had lost my identity as an aerospace engineer. Oh then came the suicidal crap......found out that was something I didn't want to talk about either....landed in the hospital several times so that wasn't something to even discuss. So what was I supposed to talk about then. The companies insurance had me hospitalized several times also...trying to find out what DX they should label me with...having me talk to many different psychologists & pdocs. Then due to a bad reaction to prozac & wellbutrin, I landed in an eating disorders center for.......anorexia. Each place I was sent, there was always a specalist T & pdoc that tried to help me figure it all out. At one of my hospital stays, I was assigned the pdoc I have now. We got into it big time at the very beginning......big fight over meds.......I was just going to have them change pdocs, but they forced me to sit down with him & we could discuss what the problem was. I am glad I did.....because he is the best pdoc I could have ever wanted. I had blown off going to any psychologist at that time.....couldn't figure out how to relate to them & sure didn't want to be in a place where I had to be careful about what I said....given my state of mind. I ended up having some abuse issues with my husband & my pdoc wouldn't let me go home unless we started seeing a psychologist, the one that practices with him. I had been seeing him for about 8 years......& could talk ok with him, but still found it hard to really feel like I came out of a session gaining anything. At the beginning of this year, when I was in the medical hospital for anorexia again, my GP had the hospitals pdoc & psychologist come in to see me everyday. My mother had just died, & I had gone through a horrible trauma dealing with the home care RN that stole my Mothers ID & OD'ed her. Let alone the fact that I couldn't eat due to the nausea that I was left with while trying to deal with everything that was going on in my life. For some reason, the hospitals psychologist really clicked with me. He could ask questions that really made me think about what was going on....I could communicate with him.....by answering the questions rather that it being left to me to find what I needed to talk about, I was able to get so much out. I don't remember much of that time of my life....only the fact that I felt that I could be open to him & say things that had never come out before. Unfortunately, he was not taking patients when I got out of the hospital.....besides, his practice was about 2 hours from where I lived. I had to find someone that could go on from there. I was left with no one that wanted to deal with the PTSD that had followed the trauma I lived through. I finally went back to a psychologist I had been seeing prior to the current one I had. She was pretty good & helped me get through some of it, only not well enough to justify the cost. So I am now going back to my previous psychologist......he has been like having a father. He had back surgery & I have been keeping in touch with him during the time I have been seeing the other psychologist. I have a chance to think about the type of therapy that I work well with, I finally in over 11 years, I am just learning how to communicate what is inside of me. I still find that I need questions asked to help pry out what is going on inside of me.....looking back, that was the type of therapy that seemed to help me the most.

It is hard to open up......for many reasons.......some it that we really don't know what is going on inside to even know that something exists that needs to come out. It takes a good T to be able to be good at that.....& different methods work with different people. It is necessary to find what works with you, & sometimes we don't know that for years.

I am glad you found one that is working so well with you on your first try. You are very lucky to have found that connection.

Debbie

I am so glad you found a t you can relate to. I hope your relationship continues to be good for the two of you.

I have a t that i see once every 3 months so he can alter my meds or wotever. I get to see the community p nurse every month for about 30 minutes they keep promising to put me into talk groups or one to one and still after a year nothing has happened. I honestly feel like no one cares a stuff about me. But anyway................ aluta continua. I do talk to my cat though, poor little guy, its not a wonder he is on meds himself....... hehe