Hello readers! I hope everyone had a great weekend. This week I want to talk about something many people don’t like you talk about…seeing a therapist or counselor.
As many of you know, I’ve had a pretty, shall we say interesting, life. My childhood wasn’t great, I lost my parental figures, there was abuse at different times, divorce, the list continues. Well, I met with my bishop at church and he said that he thought it would be beneficial for me to see someone.
So, fast forward about two weeks and I finally saw someone and I can’t wait to meet with him again. To be honest, I was nervous. I was in therapy as a kid but I was meeting with a woman, I loved her and still think about her and how much she helped me. I went to therapy a few times before my mission, but I once again saw a woman. I had a psychiatrist in L.A. and I saw a man but he didn’t listen to much of what I said then just prescribed me pills.
All in all, I didn’t have a lot of experience with opening up to a male therapist. This made me a bit nervous. On top of that, I had to take the city bus to where it was and missed it so had to wait extra time which caused me to be late.
The actual session went great, though. He actually listened, asked questions, expressed concerns, and gave me homework. What homework, you ask? He wants me to write out my feeling about the 3 major things I am dealing with in my life, exercise AT LEAST twice a week, and work on my thoughts to shut down the negative ones.
I can tell you first hand, therapy works. I was a pretty messed up kid and my therapist never pushed me but slowly I started changing and being more open and happy as the years went by. I will be the first to admit, I was embarrassed at times when people found out I was going to therapy. It made me seem like a freak because no one else had to go, none of my friends had issues like I did…or at least it seemed that way.
We never know what people are going through. We never know what we will be like at the end of our trials. We also may never be able to open up because of fear. Many people worry about what others think, it’s a huge problem and I think it always has been.
There is such a negative stigma associated with seeing a therapist. If you see someone, you must be crazy, right? No!