When people talk about “therapy” here, they most likely are thinking of bog-standard talk therapy, where you just go in and kinda, well, talk to someone about your life, problems, etc.

For some people, it’s enough to just get things off their chest, talk about things out loud with someone and helps them deal with their issues. I personally see such a therapist monthly and find it beneficial to my mental health.

For others, especially those with more intense troubles and traumas, it may not be, and would probably be served better by someone more specialized with said traumas.

Like any medical profession, the quality of individual therapists and mental health experts can vary widely, from chuds to libs to comrades and everything in-between. there’s a solid chance you may not get the perfect fit on try 1, I didn’t.

I just feel like some people are dipping their toes into Scientology-ish “all therapy is bad, never seek professional help for your problems” stuff, which I think is disastrous advice.

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    I suffered a lot of trauma as a child, physical mental and emotional abuse from both of my families and at school.

    I saw dozens of psychiatrists, counselors, therapists and psychologists. Got absolutely nothing out of it.

    Eventually i found my way to a Trauma Treatment Center where they specialize in fucked up little nuggets like me.

    And then my life changed because I got the help I needed and was able to unwind a lot of my problems and develop coping tools for what I couldn’t repair.

    I’m very happy that i kept at it, my life feels very good now and I have friends and community and love.

    It’s never too late, never give up on yourself.

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      I saw dozens of psychiatrists, counselors, therapists and psychologists. Got absolutely nothing out of it.

      Eventually i found my way to a Trauma Treatment Center where they specialize in fucked up little nuggets like me.

      And then my life changed because I got the help I needed and was able to unwind a lot of my problems and develop coping tools for what I couldn’t repair.

      I wish I could do that

      The problem is that if you don’t have the money/insurance/referrals/whatever to get into one of those Trauma Treatment Centers, or otherwise stumble into the actually useful people who know what to do with trauma somehow, then you’re doomed to dealing with all of those other useless sorts who just tell you to meditate it off.

      how did you find or get into the Trauma Treatment Center, by the way?

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        I never really paid for any of it; most of it was on my parents dime when I was a child and they were trying to ‘fix’ me. There’s a 25 year gap where I had great insurance and thought i didn’t need help (just alcohol, drugs, women) so didn’t see anyone. Then i got incredibly depressed, couldn’t get out of bed, lost my job and got on medicaid. Medicaid has been covering my therapy across 3 states for the last 7 years. After getting fired as a patient by a first year counselor his boss suggested i try to get into the trauma center and after an 8 month wait i got the first actual help in my life.

        Almost all the other therapists would get utterly hung up on suicidal ideation and intrusive thoughts even when i explained to them that they were managed. they just couldn’t hear me and because that was all they would focus on nothing ever progressed. I tried lying but it’s hard to build a connection and trust that way.

        My trauma therapist, like, treats it like no deal. Which to me it isn’t, the thoughts have been there for decades and i’m not going to act on them. When I mention them she doesn’t focus on them at all and subsequently I was able to get better.

        When we first started doing sessions years ago it would literally be me pretty much ugly crying for most of the hour. Couple years before I made it through a session without crying.

        At our last session I was laughing, joking, happy, thriving, and crying but they were joyful tears.

        It took me over 40 years to get the help I needed and many black nights and many empty fifths but i’m still here baby and I’m living my best life now! Don’t give up!