I mean, how do they help. I already know what’s wrong and I can’t fix it. I’ve been twice. I cancelled yesterday’s appointment because I don’t see the point. I’m a private person, whining to this yahoo ain’t helping anything, just let’s another judge me. I’m very close to leaving, I’m having the same feeling you get on your last day on the job, the last day of school. I’m done. There will be another failure and that’ll be enough to push the first domino.
Why the fuck do I NEED therapy. It won’t fix anything.
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Therapy, like medication, isn’t effective or useful for everyone. For some, though, it’s a life saver. What you said here, for example: “I already know what’s wrong and I can’t fix it.” … “It won’t fix anything.”
I don’t know all the details of what’s going on in your life right now (aside from what you’ve shared here on SP), but the above seems to me like it *might* be distorted thinking. The type of “nothing can help me” thinking that is pervasive in depression, but is very often not an accurate assessment of the situation. With a therapist who is 1] skilled (which admittedly, can be hard to find), and 2] a good match for you in terms of personality (also hard to find), you’ll probably identify some flawed, maladaptive thinking patterns that have a bigger negative impact on your day-to-day life than you realize.
it’s *possible* for some to discover these fallacious beliefs on their own with a lot of soul-searching and careful scrutiny, but unlikely – I’d even go so far as to say it’s rare. Most people simply don’t have the degree of self-awareness and the ability to distance themselves from their own emotions that it takes to objectively evaluate one’s own beliefs and mental habits.
Of course, I’m generalizing here. I don’t know your specific situation. Maybe your issues aren’t best addressed through therapy, or perhaps your current therapist just isn’t the right person to help you.
I hope you’ll think about your options though and not rule it out too quickly. I don’t like talking about myself either (to an almost extreme point, where it nearly always hinders my ability to form close friendships, and damages/destroys the ones I *do* manage to make, against all odds), but I suspect the only hope for me is to find a therapist who’s skilled and experienced with Dialectical Behavioural Therapy, who’s covered by my insurance, and who’s willing to do a pared-down version of DBT that doesn’t require weekly visits or group visits (shudder)