BitcoinBelle on Nostr: That can be traumatizing. After an abusive relationship with my first & only bf (at ...
That can be traumatizing. After an abusive relationship with my first & only bf (at the time) I was suicidal and not processing the breakup well. My parents found me a therapist whom I loved. She passed away unexpectedly so I went to another one that my insurance would cover she wasn’t a good fit. I tried two that my university provided. They weren’t a good fit. I cycled through 3 more before my final one.
I love love loved her. She was outside of our insurance so I guilted my mom into paying out of pocket knowing she couldn’t really afford it. I went to her 3x a week for two years until my mom died. By that time I thought she and I were close. She told me I could count on her to help me get through the transition as well as give me tools to handle family turmoil that comes along with funerals…
Randomly, her assistant was late from his lunch. I was there with photo evidence that I sent to her but it was the assistants word against mine. He said he saw me leaving the parking lot as he was pulling in so I would be billed. I was told I wasn’t welcome back unless I paid for the session I “missed”. She knew I had the money so she wasn’t going to budge on that. Pay up or stay away was the sentiment. I felt thrown away, unworthy, and guilty for making my mom afford her.
6 months later, my therapist was a celebrity counselor with a full schedule and reoccurring role on a reality tv show. 7 therapist in 3.5 years made me shutdown and not really want to open up and go through all that mess again.
Turned out to be a good thing because I stopped seeking advice from man and went to my Bible. It was really hard but I solely relied on my faith. My prayers were answered and my life made better.
I don’t discount the good therapy does for others but I’ve been through enough to know that it’s an aide and not a permanent solution. She gave me tools that I use today but idk if all that was worth some breathing exercises and a safety plan.
I love love loved her. She was outside of our insurance so I guilted my mom into paying out of pocket knowing she couldn’t really afford it. I went to her 3x a week for two years until my mom died. By that time I thought she and I were close. She told me I could count on her to help me get through the transition as well as give me tools to handle family turmoil that comes along with funerals…
Randomly, her assistant was late from his lunch. I was there with photo evidence that I sent to her but it was the assistants word against mine. He said he saw me leaving the parking lot as he was pulling in so I would be billed. I was told I wasn’t welcome back unless I paid for the session I “missed”. She knew I had the money so she wasn’t going to budge on that. Pay up or stay away was the sentiment. I felt thrown away, unworthy, and guilty for making my mom afford her.
6 months later, my therapist was a celebrity counselor with a full schedule and reoccurring role on a reality tv show. 7 therapist in 3.5 years made me shutdown and not really want to open up and go through all that mess again.
Turned out to be a good thing because I stopped seeking advice from man and went to my Bible. It was really hard but I solely relied on my faith. My prayers were answered and my life made better.
I don’t discount the good therapy does for others but I’ve been through enough to know that it’s an aide and not a permanent solution. She gave me tools that I use today but idk if all that was worth some breathing exercises and a safety plan.