Cat Dancer
MVP
I stopped therapy in September last year because my therapist asked me to do something I just couldn't do and he said he wouldn't see me anymore. Just abruptly with no referral after seven years of seeing him. I have seen a few therapists since then. For one reason or another none of them have worked out.
My old therapist had diagnosed me mainly with PTSD, but also with OCD and Major depression. None of the therapists I have seen since then thought I had ocd based on what I told them. Even my doctor doesn't think I have it.
I was supposed to see someone new on Tuesday, but he cancelled for some reason and hasn't rescheduled. I felt that was my only hope. I live in a really rural area where there is basically no mental health care. This place was over an hour away. He is new, but I was so hopeful that it might work out.
I don't even know what is wrong with me now. I had kind of thought I had ocd, but since no one but my old therapist thinks that I'm not sure. I also struggle with anorexia, but I didn't tell this new guy that hoping he would see me because that has been the stumbling block in the past for seeing someone. Most simply don't work with eating disorders. I know I am depressed and anxious. Maybe just generalized anxiety disorder. I don't know. I'm not even sure a diagnosis matters. Maybe only to the insurance company.
I know I need to just move on and get over the old therapist. I know it sounds stupid and silly, but what happened with him has been extremely traumatizing to me. I don't think about it all the time or even most of the time, but when I do it just hits me with such pain. I blame myself in a lot of ways. I think I overwhelmed him somehow. I just wish we could have had a better ending so there could be some peace about it. I know that life doesn't usually work that way though.
I think now most of what happened in therapy was probably not good. I'm not sure. I feel so uncertain about everything. I'm not even sure why I'm posting this. I just feel so alone and depressed and afraid. I don't talk to people in real life about this stuff. I really try not to burden people. I know it must not seem that way because I have posted so much here. I know I have been wrong about a lot of things in my life. I feel so confused. Sometimes I think I have tired really hard to get well and sometimes I think I haven't. I just know that I am hurting so much inside. I don't know if therapy is for me or if it made me worse because of my unhealthy attachment to him. I saw him three times a month and called him maybe two or three times a month. There was no email or any other outside contact. I do think I was too much though. I don't know what is healthy and I don't understand how I messed up. I keep saying that, but if I could know then I wouldn't repeat the same mistakes.
I know it took me three years to trust him and now I don't see how I can ever trust anyone again like that, knowing what can happen when you do trust someone. So this has affected me going forward. I loathe myself. I do. I know how I am and want to change, but doing it alone is hard.
This all makes me physically ill as well. I just drag though the day and try to act cheerful, but inside I feel dead.
I need therapy to get over therapy and I can't find anyone to help me.
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Sometimes I wonder if I am malingering. I've been reading about it and maybe this is what I'm doing to get out of having a job or get out of living a real life. It kind of makes sense. Ugh. I'm just not sure. I'm SO not sure of anything anymore.
My old therapist had diagnosed me mainly with PTSD, but also with OCD and Major depression. None of the therapists I have seen since then thought I had ocd based on what I told them. Even my doctor doesn't think I have it.
I was supposed to see someone new on Tuesday, but he cancelled for some reason and hasn't rescheduled. I felt that was my only hope. I live in a really rural area where there is basically no mental health care. This place was over an hour away. He is new, but I was so hopeful that it might work out.
I don't even know what is wrong with me now. I had kind of thought I had ocd, but since no one but my old therapist thinks that I'm not sure. I also struggle with anorexia, but I didn't tell this new guy that hoping he would see me because that has been the stumbling block in the past for seeing someone. Most simply don't work with eating disorders. I know I am depressed and anxious. Maybe just generalized anxiety disorder. I don't know. I'm not even sure a diagnosis matters. Maybe only to the insurance company.
I know I need to just move on and get over the old therapist. I know it sounds stupid and silly, but what happened with him has been extremely traumatizing to me. I don't think about it all the time or even most of the time, but when I do it just hits me with such pain. I blame myself in a lot of ways. I think I overwhelmed him somehow. I just wish we could have had a better ending so there could be some peace about it. I know that life doesn't usually work that way though.
I think now most of what happened in therapy was probably not good. I'm not sure. I feel so uncertain about everything. I'm not even sure why I'm posting this. I just feel so alone and depressed and afraid. I don't talk to people in real life about this stuff. I really try not to burden people. I know it must not seem that way because I have posted so much here. I know I have been wrong about a lot of things in my life. I feel so confused. Sometimes I think I have tired really hard to get well and sometimes I think I haven't. I just know that I am hurting so much inside. I don't know if therapy is for me or if it made me worse because of my unhealthy attachment to him. I saw him three times a month and called him maybe two or three times a month. There was no email or any other outside contact. I do think I was too much though. I don't know what is healthy and I don't understand how I messed up. I keep saying that, but if I could know then I wouldn't repeat the same mistakes.
I know it took me three years to trust him and now I don't see how I can ever trust anyone again like that, knowing what can happen when you do trust someone. So this has affected me going forward. I loathe myself. I do. I know how I am and want to change, but doing it alone is hard.
This all makes me physically ill as well. I just drag though the day and try to act cheerful, but inside I feel dead.
I need therapy to get over therapy and I can't find anyone to help me.
---------- Post Merged at 03:31 PM ---------- Previous Post was at 01:54 PM ----------
Sometimes I wonder if I am malingering. I've been reading about it and maybe this is what I'm doing to get out of having a job or get out of living a real life. It kind of makes sense. Ugh. I'm just not sure. I'm SO not sure of anything anymore.