Have you ever been dumped by your therapist? It’s pretty brutal when you realize that you are effectively too depressed for even a therapist to handle. I’ve been working with her for almost 3 years. Like AJR’s Karma, I asked the question: I’ve been doing everything “right” so when do I get better? It’s been at least 2 years or longer since I was diagnosed. I don’t know why but I really hate that word, the same way some people hate the word moist. It went:
- Pre-natal Depression
- Postpartum Depression
- I was graduated to Major Depressive Disorder
- Then that was upgraded to Persistent Depressive Disorder
Let’s be clear–I’m not a therapist. I don’t pretend to know what I’m talking about in the field of mental health. I’m definitely not one of those internet people who self-diagnose themselves with ADHD or autism to get more clicks. No offensive if you are one of those people I guess. It is hard to disagree with your therapist of 3 years when she states “..to get the best care, you need to find a new therapist.” Logically it makes sense. Emotionally it is hard not to feel hopeless.
Here is the fun part… She referred me to another therapist that takes a different approach. One that perhaps will work better with my style of thinking. She did not elaborate on what that means. That therapist never confirmed the appointment that I tried to make 3 weeks out. So what’s a girl to do when you’ve been running in place for 3 years? I have considered letting the madness take over, but just as I am about to have a mental breakdown my kid asks me for string cheese.
What’s the worst non-romantic breakup you’ve been through?