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Before you judge me I want to be very clear, I didn’t really ghost my therapist, rather just tell her that I would reach out to her when I was up for it (and that day never happened). So is that ghosting?
You see after spending 6 months talking 1-2 times a week I realized that I was not progressing by dwelling, nor growing by rehashing.
I know, I know there’s different types of therapy and different types of therapists. This is when id like to stand on my high horse and say that I’ve been in and out of therapy since 16. I’ve tried female therapists, male therapists, old therapists and young therapists. All to bring me to one conclusion: I can only help myself.
Therapy will not cure my health problems, nor will it feel my void for connection.
I dreaded the hours leading up to weekly sessions and wondered what we would possibly talk about for an hour. Should I bring up my overbearing neighbor? my nurse who talks about Elon Musk too much? Or the arrogant cardiologist who called me lazy because I barely made my way through a stress test.
Now before you judge me for saying that “therapy isn’t for everyone” I want to be very clear that for the right person, under the right circumstances -I believe that it can be. For example trauma, marriage, postpartum or just fulfilling the simple need to talk to someone (outside of friends and family).But my argument would then be that sometimes it’s ok to outgrow someone or something.
No one should be stagnant.
If you’re not growing you’re shrinking into what society thinks you should become. Each week I was paying for someone to tell me how I should feel, how I should handle a situation, or simply just agreeing with my every thought. All whilst getting frustrated that I had to relive the past, rather than live in the present with plans for the future.
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