Anyone here ever been to therapy?

[justsoyouknow 0]

My best friend was killed by a drunk driver who t-boned his '64 Plymouth Valiant on September 18th. My friend's girlfriend moved out of town the next day to be by herself, and she put me in charge of talking to everyone. I was receiving 80+ phone calls a day and was in charge of getting everyone informed about the funeral, the wake, etc. One night, I collapsed in the driveway...long story short: I had a bit of an emotional breakdown.

 

I couldn't eat for a week, I went four days straight without sleeping, and I couldn't stop shaking. Ever since then, I've felt completely empty inside, almost like I'm not an entire person anymore. My parents recommended that I talk to someone, but my line of thinking was that if I can't solve my problems on my own, I'm a failure as a human being. But I think now, almost two months later, I've accepted failure, and I'm contemplating therapy. I'm just wondering, has anyone else been to therapy after a loss? Does it help?

[Red Hot Thumbtack In The Eye 0]

Therapy isn't failure if you don't expect to have your problems solved by the doctor. It's all on you, and it's gonna suck, but a doctor will at least give you someone without divided attention to vent at.

[Nighthawk 0]

I went once, and it just resulted in being told how much of a sociopath I am. So I quit.

[Guest Vitamin X]

Yes, obviously.

 

What's said in therapy though frequently, is that a person can't change or feel better unless they're willing to, as well as accept reality for what it is. I've been through a similar situation with a friend of mine who died in a Christmas tree fire, while we weren't particularly close, I had a lot of other shit going on and ended up attempting suicide, thus earning me a second go-around at a psychiatric institution. Drugs aren't going to help, but here's something you could do..

 

Keep a journal. Talk to people. Be open with what's on your mind. If you have friends you can trust that you can talk to about how you feel, it's a hell of a lot cheaper than seeign a therapist. There's also a pretty negative feeling that comes along with being in therapy, that I feel offsets the benefits of being in there in the first place.

 

Either way, I'm sorry to hear what happened, hope you get through it well.

[Guest Smues]

I met with a shrink once just for a medication evaluation. She was just supposed to give me information on various anti-depressants. Instead I spent $165 for that 50 minute sessions which consisted of her laughing at my problems, and saying she couldn't perscribe medication to me, even though I just wanted fucking info on it, not a perscription.

 

So yeah that sucked balls and I'm never going back to a phyciatrist. I was at the time however going to the student consoling center on campus for 30$ a pop which I found pretty helpful. Talking to non judgemental people I've always found helpful. Just not talking to overpriced whores who can rot and go to hell.

 

Oh, and I've been in "If I get help I'll be a failure because I can't do it myself" basket. It isn't true. There's nothing wrong with going to other people.

[kkktookmybabyaway 0]

Try it -- what can it hurt? Hope you feel better.

 

You could try talking to me but I'll probably say something insensitive...

[Lil' Bitch 0]

I've been to therapy before and it did help me out and forget most of my troubles. Remember, they're there to help you, but they can't really do anything unless you're willing to help yourself also.

[Guest The Winter Of My Discontent]

Talk to me, I'm good with this stuff.

[Guest Shutterspeed]

If I have a problem that could be commonly thought large enough to require therapy, I tend to talk much less and lock myself away from everyone else. As RHTITE said, it's on you, not the doctor, so I try to help myself.

 

I'm still yet to see whether it all comes out further on down the road.

[Guest Agent of Oblivion]

I did once to cease someone's bitching, and it was so absurd I considered it as a career option. Total waste of money and time.

[Kaertos 0]

Went to therapy (well, really more of the "student services counseling" thing, but basically) for a few months about ten years ago give or take. I was really on the edge, physically and emotionally. My friends were getting to the point that they disliked having me around because my head just wasn't in the right place. I had broken down totally a couple of times and felt like the next time it happened there wouldn't be any coming back. Did the whole bit: thought about suicide, thought about doing drugs and drinking to make me feel better, thought about running away... but my girlfriend convinced me, with the help of another good friend, to go and ask for some help. So I did.

 

Best thing I could have done. Just asking for help made me feel like the load was a little lighter. Once I started going to the sessions, the guy helping me was good. I went about 10 weeks, then had to quit going because I dropped out of school. But the changes he helped me make and the things he helped me see made me a better person. My friends noticed the change and my girlfriend didn't break up with me.

 

I guess what I am saying is this: JSYK, you are right. It is within you to cope with this. But sometimes you need someone to not only show you the way but convince you that you are stronger than you think you are. Everyone needs help once in a while.

 

Good luck man.

[2GOLD 0]

Brother killed himself when I was a teenager, never went to therapy. Still have never went to therapy. I am never going to therapy.

 

I hold nothing against people who go to therapy (my gf does) but it's not for me. I like handling the stuff inside my whacked out head myself.

[Guest Angrycole]

I went to thearapy because my parents thought i was bulemic so i went 2 times. I have never actually wanted to kill anyone as much as i wanted to just stab my therapist in the throat. I hated it so much. I hate my parents for making me go.

[The Czech Republic 0]

Maybe I should, because something's been up with me lately, I don't know what. A few of my friends are hating me and never talking to me again because I said I was against gay marriage and replied to "I respect everyone's opinion" with "as long as it's the right one." That was incredibly stupid of me but I'll be damned if they didn't prove my point. I need to learn when to just shut the fuck up. It's like in baseball, I'm taking too many bad swings, and now my batting average is lower than it ought to be. So that's my problem.

[Guest Shutterspeed]

'phobe.

[Guest Banders Kennany]

I met with a shrink once just for a medication evaluation. She was just supposed to give me information on various anti-depressants. Instead I spent $165 for that 50 minute sessions which consisted of her laughing at my problems, and saying she couldn't perscribe medication to me, even though I just wanted fucking info on it, not a perscription.

I don't what kind of therapist would actually laugh at you. I would have walked out right there. I would also never advise going to a therapist without insurance.