And when I talk about therapy, I know what people think
That it only makes you selfish and in love with your shrink
But Oh how I loved everybody else
When I finally got to talk so much about myself
Dar Williams, “What Do You Hear in These Sounds”
I love Dar Williams’ lyrics here as she jokes about the stigma many in our society place on people who participate in talk therapy with a psychiatrist, psychologist or social worker–like these people who are seeking help for emotional difficulties are indulgent or narcisstic or just plain crazy.
Talk therapy has given me valuable tools in my life for dealing with my own depression and dealing with friends and family using compassion and boundaries, so I’m a big fan.* I’d go more often if I could afford it. Every couple of years, my husband and I find we’re in need of another marital tune-up or I’m finding that I’m having a hard time managing my depression on my own, so I’ll go for a few months.
While I’ve never had a Mormon therapist, I’ve always sought out people with strong spiritual beliefs. I’ve had some duds that didn’t last more than a session or two, but when I find a good one, I stick with them until I move.
Please share in the comments your stories (good and bad) about therapy.
*Of course, I’m a big fan of therapy in much the same way I’m a big fan of exercise. I’m always happiest right after I’ve finished a session and have a while before the next one.