“Unlock the Secrets: 71 Profound Lessons from Therapists That Transformed Lives Forever”
“You don’t have x, you have y, and that’s a great thing because x means a lifetime of meds, with y- we can work on it. It’ll be bloody difficult, but we can work on things”
She made(asked) me sit at a park and look at the children at a playground and asked me how could I at that age of done anything to deserve the abuse. I was in a space where I felt I was to blame somehow. I will never forget my rage at realizing I was a baby.
So I was doing behaviroal therapy after I dropped out of college and was listing all the accumulated trauma in my life wich prevents me from motivating myself from doing anything.
My therapist looked at me for a few silent seconds and said “that sounds like a great excuse for being lazy and smoking weed all day”
Turned out I really needed to here that hard truth from someone who was otherwise a very kind and empathetic individual.
It made me realize that I couldn’t honor the loss of a loved one by being a lethargic bum and gave me the strength to snap out of my (psychological) weed addiction.
My most recent therapist: “You’re the smartest patient I have, and I’m not sure that’s a good thing.”
My first therapist though, she was the best. During my first appointment I kinda gave my childhood overview, and at one point she stopped me and went: “…wait wait wait. You’re telling me all this, and NO ONE ever told you to go to therapy before?” I was 26 years old and had a really rough childhood emotionally from about the age of six. My folks had a super messy divorce that f****d me up for a while, and my dad didn’t “believe in therapy.” As he would say later: “I thought if you didn’t talk about it then you wouldn’t think about it.”
