Yay Therapy! An ode to seeking help and support.

I’m currently in weekly therapy sessions. They’re not cheap (£50 a session), but there are cheaper options (at least in the UK) and online options (but unless there is a REAL person on the other end of the line, I’m skeptical). One of my parents is helping me pay for it, but if she couldn’t pay anymore, I’d find a way to keep getting weekly therapy, at least until I submit my doctorate because I need the professional support right now (and I’m not afraid to admit it).

I need support and I’m proud of myself for being able to write a blog post about it. There are people in my life that would kick me for speaking up about my experience, for admitting I’m in therapy/need help right now, but…screw ’em!

I mention the money side of things first off, because that’s normally the biggest argument people I know make against starting therapy. In my opinion, unless you are  living paycheck to paycheck, “I don’t want to pay” is a poor excuse for not getting professional help when you’re not doing well emotionally, psychologically, mentally or whatever you want to call it. You come first in this world. You’re the only one that can look out for yourself and getting help when you need it, will help you do just that!!!

Furthermore, if you are looking for a therapist and have decided “now is the time, world!” from experience, I’d recommend finding someone properly trained and certified through the official national or state system (depending on where you live). Once in a blue moon, you’ll find an uncertified gem through the grapevine, but that’s rare, and you’re better off finding a trained therapist if you genuinely want to get better (they’ll be trained in an evidence-based branch of therapy, which is what you want…unless you believe in magic!).

The last thing I want to say on this topic is…don’t expect to be a 6-sessions-i’m-done kind of patient. I had that attitude starting out and when I had a big breakthrough, I’d quit or switch to bi-weekly sessions, thinking I had my life sorted. And then, I’d have a massive depressive episode and be back in therapy crying. I’ve been with the same lady for over a year and am doing better than i have in years.

So, YAY THERAPY!

All my love,

Molly

 

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