Argh. I hate therapy.

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Teresa T

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I hate the psychologists, I hate the therapists, I even hate the psychiatrist that tried to get me on anti-psychosis bullshit. They get paid to pretend that they care. I stopped taking paroxetine (seroxat) months ago, and nobody even noticed.

I hate cognitive therapy. No, I have NOTHING to share. No, I dont have dysthyme (don't know the English word, sorry) disorder, I'm just a cynical asshole.

Yes, I TRIED to kill myself and yes I CUTTED myself. I don't do that shit anymore. Let me go. Stop your bullshit.

I hate creative therapy most of all.

"That boat you painted... It is black, and there's a man on top of it that's puking. It's all very aggressive. Are you aggressive?"
"No. It's JUST A FUCKING BOAT."

I hate him. He's such an idiot.

"We don't think you can stop therapy yet. You haven't made enough progress and we do think you have more mental problems then you tell us."

Bullshit, bullshit, FUCKING BULLSHIT.

Yes. Life is pointless. You get born, you fuck, you get kids, you die. And then your kids do it all over again. Yes, that is pointless.
Yes, my life is pointless. Wether or not I'll achieve something, nobody cares, because we're all gonna die.
Yes, your life is pointless too, because of the same reason.

Do I care? No.

That's my life philosophy now. "Life is pointless. Who cares?"

But noooooooooooo, I'm just "projecting my depression on life itself."

Fucking idiots. I hate them.

Bah.
 
You are right, we do all end up dying. Its the bit in the middle which is ment to be the fun part!
Im sorry to hear that you are still not happy - but stoping cutting takes alot of will power and you seem to show progress from the place you were when you tried to C.S!
Try turning it back around on your therapist- tell him you want to 'progress' from him to someone else.
Speaking to someone knew may help- you could just be dealing with a shit psychologist.

If all else fails- you are in the right place to vent anger (safely).
I hope all this shit passes for you. Untill that time you have us!
Good luck :)
 
Well, I have quite a lot of therapists... I'm doing this part-time treatment (every monday, the whole day) because it was either that or the institution...

I don't think they're that shitty, I mean, they help some of my groupmembers pretty well. But I'm just too cynical to believe that painting a boat can tell anything about my mental state.

But yeah, I'm not happy. I never was and sometimes I think I'll never be. My life doesn't suck, I don't think I'm a worthless piece of crap anymore. But life is just so... Boring, and pointless. I've grown a lot mentally in three years. From being that silent guy that everybody picked on to a cynical asshole with a positive reputation at school. I mean, people I don't even know, know me. Some people even worship the fact that I'm "cool". (I don't think I'm cool. I'm just bored. And because I'm bored, I do shit that a lot of people don't even dare to do.)

I know that I'll never always be happy, life doesn't work that way. Nor will there never be moments that you aren't bored.

But when life is just an aweful mist of boredom it isn't all that great.

Argh.

I just want to quit with therapy, but I know they won't let me. My parents won't let me before June (I turn 18 then, and, whaddayaknow, my current treatment will end then), and well... Secretly I know it might be wise... It took me six months to get into the whole counseling-shit and if I end up in the gutter again I can now instantly get help. It's more of a security-measure now.

Anyway. Argh. This rant must seem totally imcomprehensible by now. But yeah... Therapy... Argh.

Blah!
 
Therapy seems to work for the vast majority, because the majority are a bunch of idiots who like to be spoon fed answers. Therapy assumes that they know what's right and wrong, much like the clergy. All in all, I would rather die than talk to any form of shrink in a professional manner. You can quote me on that.
 
So true.

They tell you HOW to live, not WHY to live.

And fuck, I don't even want to live like they tell me.

It's just so fucking hypocrite and pointless what they tell you. Society is nothing but an illusion. You can't always become what you want and in the end, nobody gives a damn wether you become it or not.
 
Funny story, becuase when I had to go the therapy and they wouldn't let me go. I just was sitting down one day, and my theripist comes in the room. I told him to let me go, he replyed no. So the next day I couldn't take it anymore I just fucking punched him in the nose, so that solved that. He signed the papaer I can get out, and then I didn't have problems anymore..My advice to you is to punch him, worked for me it will work for you. But if you really just really want to get out of there, just don't go. I didn't go for a hell of a long time becuase he was such a douche bag. So you have 2 options don't go to him/her, or punch them..
 
Ha ha, I plan on going back to school to finish my BS in psychology. ;)

I hate psychiatrists though. All they do is fucking medicate. They really don't try to solve the issues, just send them home on Giodon, or lithium or all the other anti-psychotic, mind-numbing, zombiefying drugs they can. Make them zombies, then they'll have no more delusions, or possibly come off as insane! Bastards.

Sorry, I've just been watching this shit happen to a loved one of mine and it just pisses me the fuck off. She has only seen one psychologist who just didn't "know" what her problem was and instead of even attempting to figure things out, he sends her to a fucking psychiatrist. The first paragraph ought to explain what happened. I know exactly what's going on with her but of course, I'm not a professional, nor am I allowed in her sessions - God, I'd LOVE to go though. So damned frustrating.

Anyway, I want to help people figure things out for themselves. No, I don't believe that everyone's childhood can be blamed for why they have problems as adults, but I do happen to believe that many adults love to blame their childhood anyway. I just want to be able to help them get to the issue, identify it, learn how to deal with it and MOVE ON. I also think many have issues post-childhood but still let these things drive their mental health in their present lives.

As far as your psychologist goes, tell him you don't think he is the right doc for you, and that you are just not progressing with him and would like another. I'm sure this will start a discussion as to why. You can then go into it with him. Either he will finally get to where he's trying with you and you can progress OR he'll get huffy and pissy and refer you on to someone else. If neither of those help, then I dont' know what would but I don't see how it could make things worse, definitely not as much as a punch to the nose would. That could end up with you institutionalized, and in restraints. BDM, you're lucky hun, striking your doc while in therapy for a mental issue wasn't a smart thing to do...
 
I don't think it's my childhood.

I got bullied, beaten up, etc. but that doesn't bother me anymore. I still hate the people who did it with a passion, but... I don't know. I don't ever think it mattered in my own problems.

Perhaps it was the situation with my parents. They're good parents, they love me, they never beated me, they're still married. But... They denied me the things I wanted sometimes and forced me to do things I didn't want.

I wanted to join the local soccerclub, because all my classmates were at it. But my dad didn't allowed me. He said I was too old to join as a novice and that I couldn't succeed.

I guess it sounds silly, but that hurted more then all the beatings I ever got.
 
You never know hun. Sometimes things that would seem trivial to some were monumental to others. Obviously this did bother you, since you just said so :tongue: . Anyway, some things we take to heart because of so many other things that are contingent to it. Like, maybe joining soccer would have been your chance to really prove yourself to others, even perhaps all the bullies. Maybe it would have set things right in your own eyes. When your dad said you couldn't succeed, well, yeah, I could see how that would crush you. (assuming the little conclusion drawn was in fact, correct).

Anyway, that was more of an example than an attempt to psychoanalyze you. I wouldn't even attempt to do that as I'm not a professional. I'd be surprised though if your analyst never got into discussions like this with you though. Has he? If not, perhaps, you need to bring it up on your own. If he doesn't want to, find out why. If you're not happy, talk to your parents about changing doctors for that reason as well as others you've mentioned.
 
They didn't.

I'm having three types of therapy every monday:

Cognitive, PMT (sports meet psychology...) and creative therapy.

Cognitive, well... It's just about the here and know, and that's going well. So I don't do a jack shit there.
PMT, I don't get the point, so I don't really learn anything there.
Creative, well I just hate it with a passion.

Because of easter I won't have therapy until the 24th, I think I might bring it in then. I don't think this is helping me at all.
 
Well, I hope you can talk to him enough to atleast put you at ease that perhaps there is some kind of "plan" with all his therapy. Again, I'm no professional, and please don't take my example as any kind of suggestion to your problem. It was just an example. In fact, it wouldn't be up to the analyst to tell you how you could have felt anyway.

Good luck though. I really do hope things turn for you. You seem like a great person with a lot of potential to be successful in life. :)
 
Hi, new here, but to the topic.

I've been on Medicine for over a year, and I have to say, the results are kind of odd....
I felt the same way you did, before, but now, I feel better about life
The catch is, although I have control over my emotions, I have, basically, one emotion. I feel content, all the time... :kickcan: Now, I'm trying to quit Prozac, BUT, once you start taking any medicine subscribed (Even If you only pretend to take it, they basically leave you alone. For example, now, when I go to therapy, we spend about 5 minutes of the hour, talking about how I feel, the rest of the time, playing poker.)
 
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