Anonymous wrote:I was veeeery slow to commit to therapy, and I am still frequently uncomfortable at just how much work I'm discovering I could stand to do on myself. That said, therapy has helped me profoundly, including:
- understanding why I react (or over or under react) to events, frustrations, situations...
- profoundly increasing my ability to be patient with my spouse and kids
- learning how to forgive myself for being human (I have a massive perfectionist complex as a result of a dysfunctional childhood)
- improving my ability to set boundaries around what I promise to others, or get dragged into
I am definitely a better version of myself for having spent time trying to figure things out. And I am much calmer more of the time and more able to feel in control of my emotions.
I got lucky with a great therapist who is a good fit for me. I thank the gods for making that happen. A huge amount depends on the people involved (on all fronts).
Agree to almost all of the above.
Fit is extremely important. My DC and I both have wonderful (different) therapists who are psychologists. The therapists are safe spaces for us, and for various reasons, having friends and family to vent to/share with is just not adequate.
My DC’s therapist continues to help with anxiety, treatment-resistant depression, and ADHD.
Mine has helped me deal with grief/loss of a parent in early childhood, sexual abuse and emotional abuse in childhood, a mid-life crisis, work stress, my DC’s mental health struggles, and an immature and self absorbed elderly parent with likely ADHD.
We are so fortunate. Affordable access to mental health resources in the US is such a disgrace.