I have a great therapist these days who has helped me a lot. I still hate therapy. I did finally figure out why, though. Because, with the exception of therapy and a couple of really great people, everyone I’ve ever been vulnerable in front of has weaponized it against me. So even though I know my therapist wouldn’t actually do that I’m still waiting on it to come back and bite me.
Been dumped by three women, the day after they saw me cry. Good news! My wife is fine with it, as rare as crying is, and comforts me. But y’all women don’t have a good track record in my book.
See but I had a psychiatrist as a kid that would literally report what I said to my mother (and not like harming others or myself like is legally required, just like, shit that I said I didn’t like about my mom and then he’d tell her and she’d punish me about it.) Legally, he was allowed to do that since I was a child, I’m not now and so legally they can’t even if they had her phone number, but now I can’t trust them even if that distrust is slightly illogical. Double distrust due to incentive to make me return and keep paying, but y’know the childhood “trauma” (if you can call it that) of having it weaponized against me using the therapist is still there on that one too.
Reminds me of the plot line in early seasons of Mad Men where Betty would go to a shrink, then later that night Don would call the doc to see what all Betty said.
I have a great therapist these days who has helped me a lot. I still hate therapy. I did finally figure out why, though. Because, with the exception of therapy and a couple of really great people, everyone I’ve ever been vulnerable in front of has weaponized it against me. So even though I know my therapist wouldn’t actually do that I’m still waiting on it to come back and bite me.
Been dumped by three women, the day after they saw me cry. Good news! My wife is fine with it, as rare as crying is, and comforts me. But y’all women don’t have a good track record in my book.
Yeah, the weaponization factor is real.
See but I had a psychiatrist as a kid that would literally report what I said to my mother (and not like harming others or myself like is legally required, just like, shit that I said I didn’t like about my mom and then he’d tell her and she’d punish me about it.) Legally, he was allowed to do that since I was a child, I’m not now and so legally they can’t even if they had her phone number, but now I can’t trust them even if that distrust is slightly illogical. Double distrust due to incentive to make me return and keep paying, but y’know the childhood “trauma” (if you can call it that) of having it weaponized against me using the therapist is still there on that one too.
Reminds me of the plot line in early seasons of Mad Men where Betty would go to a shrink, then later that night Don would call the doc to see what all Betty said.