Going to therapy is like going to shaman or crystal-ball damme: you don’t know why but sometimes it works. Near to “always” you waste your resources and time and reveal shameful secrets to an unknown person.
If you’re honest about your shit, therapists are there to help you look at things from a different perspective.
If you’re not going to be honest it’s garbage in/garbage out.
You also need to find a therapist you vibe well with. If you don’t believe in Jesus and they tell you to follow Jesus, that shit isn’t going to work. Your first session should be you interviewing them while they ask you questions.
Going to therapy is like going to shaman or crystal-ball damme: you don’t know why but sometimes it works. Near to “always” you waste your resources and time and reveal shameful secrets to an unknown person.
If you’re honest about your shit, therapists are there to help you look at things from a different perspective.
If you’re not going to be honest it’s garbage in/garbage out.
You also need to find a therapist you vibe well with. If you don’t believe in Jesus and they tell you to follow Jesus, that shit isn’t going to work. Your first session should be you interviewing them while they ask you questions.
There’s also ones that totally suck.
Some of those crystal doms are real good, hot wax, rope, the whole bit. All my mommy issues were resolved in 6 sessions
Damme, dama, lady… I believed that “damme” was right (a game manufactured by Chinese used “Damme” in english)
You are not mistaken