How Did you First get into Therapy?

In my early 30's for panic attacks

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My Cpn referred me.

Back in 2011 I was a junior in college and my personal trainer/friend suggested I go to counseling. She said she couldn't work with me until my weight was back up. I was basically anorexic, but my weight was still considered normal but in the low range. Looking back I should have gone inpatient.

many many years ago, I saw a T for a short time in college due to SI/depression.
This time around it was my boss who said I was getting too difficult to work with. I needed to get help or risk getting fired.

My parents made me go. I was about 16 and I didn't go to school anymore. Too much anxiety. Only until I was 21 years old, I chose to go into therapy. With all the others my parents made me go. But when I had started those, I did participate
I should have had therapy much soomer, maybe then I wouldn't still be in therapy. However, if I then would have a bad T it could have damage me even more than as when I was a young adult.

This time I chose to start therapy gain. I was very very low. I don't know why my parents hadn't suggested to start therapy again.

a teacher. And the police. My parents refused. I didn't go until I was at uni. Had a few ****** ones and found a good one when I was 32. didn't find another good one until I was 39.

Other-- my primary doc recommended it. It took me a while to agree to it though.

15 doesn't seem that old! I think the problem with therapy when you're still a minor is, presumably, your parents are picking your therapist. And, if your parents are part of the problem... they may not be able to pick a good T for you. I definitely would not have trusted my parents to send me to T... egads, no.

I was in my early 20s. A really good friend that I hung out with a lot recommended it, strongly. We both liked to talk about "thinking" and figure things out, and I was still pretty clueless about how rotten my family had been growing up. I think he was genuinely horrified by some of it... and sort of gently pushed me towards therapy.

my former choir director noticed that I needed to get some professional help . I went to my doctor for a referral and I call my insurance provider and I called around . I wanted to go back to my first therapist but she couldn't take me back as her client cuz of she was dealing with ovarian cancer and she couldn't handle the clients that she had at that time . so I called counseling services that was in my area and I got hooked up with my counselor that I have today .







Diagnosis: Anxiety and depression
meds: Cymbalta 60 mgs at night
Vistrail 2 25 mgs daily for anxiety prn 50 mgs at night for insomnia with an additional 25 mgs=75 mgs when up past 1:00

I put voluntarily, as being closest to the truth for me. I certainly made it occur of my own volition. After years of my parents refusing my many requests for psychiatric support (they had little to gain as a possible result of my revealing truths to any mandated reporter types), at age 15 I staged a suicide attempt to force their hand. It was real enough, and could legitimately have killed me, but it was calculated on my part -- means to an end. That's how I first got connected with the mental health system, through that hospital visit, but it would be many years still before I would find my way to any particularly helpful therapy. Although it was sort of empowering, a testament to how dedicated I was to changing my life, there were clearly safer and more efficient routes I could have taken; but as Deepak Chopra says, "problems arise in contracted awareness", and I was working with what little I knew. I knew that I needed help, and there was no internet back then with which to better learn about resources and methods. Live (luckily) and learn.

My first experience with therapy came about after the end of a long-term relationship. This time around I started because my anxiety was getting a bit out of control.

My first psychiatrist kept pushing me to see a therapist, and I finally gave in and he said he knew someone who would probably fit well with me. And he was very right and I will always be grateful to him for pushing me into therapy and for recommending the therapist he did.