I was inspired to write this blogpost after reading Jame’s version from his blog, The Bipolar Writer. I hope he doesn’t mind that I am writing a similar blogpost inspired by his. James is an excellent writer and his blogpost talked about how therapy has helped him open up and assisted his recovery process. I thought I would talk about my journey with therapy and how it has changed my life. I have been treated by two therapist, and they have been completely different in their approach. However, both of them have been essential and helpful during my recovery process. So in this blogpost I want to talk about why therapy has been so important to me.
I wasn’t sure how to call this, but the fact that I have a trusted psychiatrist to call when I am feeling helpless has lowered my anxiety immensely. I know my family and friends have been essential in my recovery. However, there are times when no one can seem to bring me down from ledge. I don’t know if it is because a psychiatrist is a professional, but somehow, being able to have someone to call who I know will comfort and calm me down has been such a blessing. That is why it is important to find a psychiatrist that you can trust and communicate with. It can be the difference between feeling completely helpless and knowing that there is always hope.
Spill Your Guts
Let’s face it. Whenever I talk to my family and friends about my mental illness, there is always a certain “dark bit” that I leave out. Mostly, because it pretty much terrifies others when you tell them the depth of your helplessness. So I am so relieved whenever I see my psychiatrist and I can just lay down every horrible thought I have at his office. I know that everything I say in that room is confidential so I don’t have to hold back. Plus, I assume that my psychiatrist has heard these types of thoughts on multiple occasions so his reaction is always calm and reassuring. I find this really helpful because I know that I am not the only one with this issue, and it makes me feel less alone somehow.
Usually when I am in a bad state, it is hard to think rationally at all. Here is where my psychiatrist has been extremely helpful. He is able to break down my huge cloud of spiralling thoughts and make it more concrete and manageable somehow. Moreover, he is able to help me refute these helpless thoughts step-by-step and then provide a game plan on how to attack them. Most of the time, after I walk out of his office, I feel a little lighter. Instead of having a million thoughts in my head, I now only have a couple of pointers that I need to focus on before I see him again. This really helps me because I tend to get just overwhelmed easily. Plus, after I see him, I often glimpse an end point, and that is truly hopeful when mental illness often feels eternal.
How has therapy changed your life? I would love to hear your stories.