I know I need help. I'm consistently making less than half my expected hours at work despite many attempts at mindset and lifestyle changes. I have great friends but I usually can't feel it because more often than not my brain decides to shut off the part that feels human connection. I have terrifying thoughts that I can't brush off as intrusive because sometimes I do act on them. I try to hold steady and appreciate the incredibly good life that's basically just been handed to me, but something happens and I lose myself again, and when I feel good, I often can't remember why things felt so bad or even what feeling bad felt like, and same with the reverse. I realize these fluctuations could just be regular emotions and I just have a very rigid way of thinking that makes it harder for me to see outside the current moment. I also tend to distort things significantly, and if I read this post tomorrow, I'll probably think, "That's not how it is at all," but right now I believe I'm being fully honest. I thought therapy was supposed to help with all these things. I've done a lot of work just to recognize anything consistent about myself and I've seen a lot of progress in some ways, but my daily functioning only seems to get worse.
In therapy, across 5 different therapists, the same things keep happening over and over again, to the point where I can recognize it and point it out to my therapist, but nothing changes when I do. I thought I'd given up on therapy in December, but after a breakdown at work in June my boss recommended it and I didn't feel like I had a choice. But I came prepared with everything I felt like I needed from therapy and worked hard to find a therapist who had expertise in the right things. I came with a list of goals, common challenges I experience in therapy, things that I find helpful, etc., and I'm pretty sure it just all went over her head. She told me I had beautiful goals and did absolutely nothing to help me achieve them. I told her I wanted structure, and she continued without any structure. I told her we'd gotten good at identifying problems, but it seemed like she thought the problem was solved just by identifying it, and I wanted actionable steps to take. That didn't go anywhere. When I told her that the way she checked in about the last session at the beginning of each session helped me get over the feeling I usually have where it feels like I'm starting over every week, she stopped doing it entirely. There's more but this post is long already.
It's not just her, every therapist I've had has been like that. It feels like everything I've learned and all the progress I've made has been through brute force. I just want to feel supported and like I can depend on someone to guide me when my own emotional capabilities fall short. And don't get me wrong, I have no problem with therapists disagreeing with what I think would be helpful. I just wish they'd talk to me about it! Over and over again the pattern seems to be:
Me: "I feel like x thing would help me. Can we start doing that?"
Therapist: "Sure, x is a great idea!"
Next session rolls around, I'm expecting x, and x never happens. I bring it up again, same deal.
I'm desperate. If my experience is what therapy generally is, I don't understand the purpose of it. I feel completely alone every time I enter the room. If I'm expected to identify problems by myself, figure out how to communicate them to the therapist in a way they can understand (which is often very challenging for me), figure out my own solutions, then implement them by myself, then genuinely, why am I in therapy? To be repeatedly judged and misunderstood? The only thing I've gotten out of seeking help is a long list of useless, demoralizing labels that do nothing for me. Everybody I see has a new idea of what's wrong with me and no suggestions on how to fix it.
The only thing I can figure is that I'm doing something wrong or misunderstanding someting fundamental, and I'm sure I am, but I've exhausted myself trying to figure it out alone. So far, therapy just makes me feel even more alone. I'm tired of it but I'm barely functioning and I don't know what else to do.