The Strength To Keep Going

I had my usual therapy session yesterday. I didn’t want to go. I left later than I usually do, battling within myself until then. One of the reasons is because I didn’t want to set foot in that clinic again. I didn’t want to run into the person I mentioned in my previous post, or anyone else there. It doesn’t feel like a safe, healing place anymore. It had its season in my life. It helped me once. But that’s over now. It’s time to move on.

The other reason was that I wanted to disconnect at least a little from my therapist. Not because of anything she did or didn’t do, but because of wanting to let go of my attachments. But I realized again yesterday how important healthy attachment can be. Connection sustains us. It’s part of being human. The minute I sat down in that office with her, I could feel my defenses starting to crumble. I felt drawn towards her again. The one thing I didn’t want to have happen. But I’m really glad it did.

I haven’t been kind to myself for a while now. I’ve been treating myself like my own worst enemy. But I was inspired by my therapist, just by the way she interacted with me yesterday, the kindness and gentleness she showed toward me, to start treating myself like a friend again. I’ve come to realize that treating myself harshly only feeds the cycle of depression. I’m not perfect. I’m never going to be. There are a lot of things I don’t like about myself, but I also have a lot of good qualities. Which is something I tend to forget. My therapist often asks me whether I allow myself to feel my emotions without judgement, and most of the time, I don’t. I can’t stand it when other people judge one another, yet I so easily judge myself. Most of us struggle with this, and simply being aware of it is part of making the change.

Near the end of the session, I asked my therapist about the other office she practices from. It’s further away, but completely do-able. So we’re going to be moving our sessions there. Well, she wants me to first just try it out next week and then decide. The office I currently see her in is shared with another psychologist at the clinic, so it will be nice to see her in her own. The day and time will also change. I don’t like changes to my routine, but this is one I’m happy to take on. She’ll be there after all, one constant.

I’m still a little more wary with regards to connection and attachment than I was before this thing happened on Tuesday. But I choose to trust my therapist as much as I am able to at this point. The connection I felt with her yesterday is holding me. Giving me strength to keep going. It doesn’t solve everything. I’m still feeling depressed. But knowing that at least one person has my best interests at heart, and feeling supported makes a difference.

I want to mention something regarding my previous post. I thought about taking it down because I don’t want to scare people who need it, to not seek help. But that post is the reality of life with mental illness. Even of life in general. It’s part of my story, and that’s what this blog is about. I was in a lot of pain and in a very dark place when I wrote it, and reflects only one part of my experience with mental health professionals. I’ve had some good experiences as well. So I want to encourage anyone reading this, that if you need help, absolutely (and please) ask for it. It’s hard to do, and sometimes you won’t get what you need from certain people, but there will always be someone who will give you their hand and be glad to help.

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14 thoughts on “The Strength To Keep Going

  1. Great post Rayne.
    Yes, it’s so easy to be our own worst enemies, made even worse when we are depressed, which makes us more worst. A vicious circle it can be if allowed. I hope you break that circle and be kind to yourself.
    I certainly have my odd me moments, but I soon put myself in check.

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  2. I hope changing offices helps you friend. I had to do that. I saw my therapist here in town and I hated it she was in with 3 other therapists. So instead of having a 5 minute drive to see her I opted for a 45 minute drive and it is well worth it. It’s calm at this office, just her and I feel more secure

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  3. I’m glad you felt better about seeing your therapist once you were there. I think these last two posts show that balance is the key. Don’t be so eager to trust anyone and everyone from the get-go, but don’t be so eager to scrap the dependency you feel on someone if it’s actually beneficial. Yes, we have to stand on our own two feet, but that doesn’t mean we shouldn’t accept support from others if it’s available, especially when fighting life on your own gets tiring.

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      1. Trusting people is something one should never take with a pinch of salt anyway. Never trust blindly and willingly; always keep that air of scepticism until they’ve proved they’re worthy of your trust, however long that takes.

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