I am an advocate for therapy. Doesn’t matter what you call them, counselor, therapist, psychiatrist they are there to help. Some are great for pushing pills while others are there to talk and listen to help ya. There is all kinds of therapy to help the individual as long as you are willing to do your part, your best to change and make those changes happen.
I was one of those people who didn’t think I would ever need a counselor. I was one of those people who thought therapy can not help me. I wasn’t against it, just never gave it thought. I mean seriously you want me to sit down and talk to a stranger who doesn’t know me and tell them my deepest darkest secrets? (I can hear David laughing as I say this)
In 2012 I saw my first ever counselor. I decided to talk to a male therapist since I had such a hard time talking to females at that time. I know strange but it was me. I had decided that if I was gonna do this then I was going to do this right. I went in with no expectations. I went in really not knowing what to expect while I was there. I went in and seriously thought well I will tell him my troubles, my issues and I will be “fixed” in a couple weeks. Oh my that is just so funny now to think back to my first visit.
I figured if I could just tell him what my issues were that we would discuss, he would give me solutions and I could carry on with my life. I learned that I had to make therapy a part of my life. I had to figure out how to blend it in with my life, my everyday life. It was about making it work. It was about dealing with all my baggage and coming up with ways to deal with the suicidal thoughts, the negativity, the horrible body image I had of myself. The low self esteem, the low to no self love, no self confidence. I didn’t know who I was and it was finally time to figure it out.
It was not easy and at times I wanted to give up. I wanted to be done. I wanted to never discuss certain issues and thoughts. I wanted to “pretend” those issues did not exist. The deeper we got the worse the thoughts got. Now it was really in my face about my lack of....... now I really didn’t want to deal and even deal with life. A really good friend talked to me and he made a statement to me that has gotten me through so much since he said it to me. I still use that statement today. He told me look how far you have come, you didn’t think you would make it this far and look how far you have come from last year or last incident.
Today there is more talk about it being okay to get help while still having a stigma on it. Social media is coming out with all kinds of people saying to get help and how they got help and you should as well. I agree. It’s time to take the stigma off of therapy. It’s time people understood that it’s there to help you have a better life, a better relationship with those around you. We have friends and family who look at us and make joking comments about going to see a psychiatrist or even tell us how “dumb” it is. Really any version of making jokes to us bout seeing a counselor. Telling us how they would never and they don’t need one.
While it is good to have your opinion, you have no idea what it does to us. We are already scared, nervous about going and then to listen to our closest friends or even family members make jokes. Well, it makes it even harder for us to reach out and ask for help let alone go and get the help that we would need.
I urge you, if you are having suicidal thoughts GET HELP!!!! There is someone out there who would be more than willing to talk to you, to talk you off the ledge and make it back to living. I know it seems impossible with all that surrounds you, all the ugly, the bad and the horrible but I PROMISE you there is someone out who wants to help you. There is someone out there who wants to see you make it. There is someone who wants you to get back to living your life.
If you are struggling with childhood issues, low self esteem, low self confidence, don’t know who you are, believe me when I tell you there is someone out there who wants you to have the very best. There is someone out there who wants you to have those things. There is someone out there who wants to help......... reach out......
I leave you with this
No matter how dark it gets, someone is fighting for you to make it
No matter how low your body image is someone is fighting for you to have a better outlook of yourself
No matter how messed up you think you are there is someone fighting for you to be happy and free.....
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