(tw:suicidal)
I’ve having therapy for 6 months, for anxiety and depression. I have had the occasional good session but have generally felt quite misunderstood by the therapist. I have at times left feeling more confused than when I went in. Sometimes it feels like she thinks I’ve said something completely different to what I actually said. she does not seem to grasp the seriousness of what I am dealing with and how awful it is making me feel. I have at times felt quite invalidated and dismissed. If I pause to think about what to say, she sometimes looks at the clock and acts inpatient. She seemed to remember more about the details of what said in previous sessions, earlier on the process. She seems to forget things I’ve told her lately. On one occasion she looked a bit disgusted when I said I struggled to even shower in the morning sometimes due to how low and tired I was feeling.
I initially felt she was trying very hard at first. Hence why I didn’t end things straight away, I wanted to give it a chance.
I have tried all of the exercises she has given me, some have been useful. I have been open when I have found them not to work and I have asked for her suggestions / if I am doing it right ect. I feel I have tried and put effort in, trying everything she has suggested.
I have taken some positive exercises I can use however I felt so awful during our last session that I said I would like to end our sessions, she probed me and I ended up explaining how awful I felt (not with the above detail) but that I was now feeling suicidal and that therapy was making me feel worse. She was clearly shocked and perhaps didn’t realise what bad shape I was in. She suddenly seemed to take me more seriously (finally), but she agreed to end the sessions there.
I have a depression diagnosis which I told her of at the start and it I felt like she should have taken that seriously. Depression doesn’t always look the same. Just because I’ve brushed my teeth today and got dressed, doesn’t mean I’m not depressed.
I’m so down and struggling to tolerate how I feel after this experience. I’m also so angry with her for this. I feel so let down and now abandoned when I feel my worst. I don’t know where to turn and I am beating myself up too, wondering if I did something wrong or wasn’t open enough.