Why I go to therapy
Friday, May 30th, 2003 09:54 amMy theory for today: The value of therapy is in having a place to tell the unvarnished truth. We spend so much time telling the world and ourselves that we are contented when we're not, that we are not afraid or angry or lonely or sad when we are. Behind the office door, we are allowed to open up those feelings to at least one sympathetic listener with absolutely no stake in the things we have to hide. And maybe, gradually, we relearn the habit of hearing and inhabiting our own truths by the light of day.
(Okay, for "we", read "I", but still.)
(Okay, for "we", read "I", but still.)
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Date: Friday, May 30th, 2003 07:12 am (UTC)no subject
Date: Friday, May 30th, 2003 07:19 am (UTC)"I came back as a bag of groceries accidentally taken off the shelf before the date stamped on myself..."
Neat!
Date: Friday, May 30th, 2003 07:50 am (UTC)ymmv
Date: Friday, May 30th, 2003 07:56 am (UTC)The best way I found to describe what my therapist did for me was a chemistry analogy. Remember that really cool experiment we did in high school chemistry where the teacher gave us this beaker of milky white yuk and then we dropped a little crystal in, stirred it around a bit, and suddenly we had a clear liquid with all the yuck settled out?
A good therapist, for me, is like that crystal. Dropped into the cloudy yuck of my brain, stirring things around until in the end it's much clearer.
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Date: Friday, May 30th, 2003 08:23 am (UTC)Lying to myself, actually, is not something I'm very good at. (Mind you, I've spent years trying, but it was clear to practically everyone, occasionally including myself, that I was no good at it.) I don't necessarily go about telling others the various truths I know, and I don't necessarily know what the truth is in all the circumstances I'd like to, but that's different.
Then again, I never pretended I was a good candidate for therapy ;).
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Date: Friday, May 30th, 2003 01:28 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: Friday, May 30th, 2003 11:16 am (UTC)I had something of a breakthrough moment with my therapist last year when I realized I couldn't disappoint her. When we talked about my doing things differently, there was no point to me doing things because she said so because she had no attachment to whether I did them or not, and if I was unhappy or frustrated, there was no reason to not tell her because she wouldn't take it personally.
I guess I'm pretty much saying the same thing you did. The thing that makes therapists useful is their detachment, strangely enough. Of course, that's a tricky role to fill, and some therapists are better at it than others, but a relationship with a good therapist is completely unlike a relationship with a friend.