Since I was 15 I’ve been going to therapy, and for the past four years it’s been beneficial for me. Going to therapy to talk to someone that’s not in my inner circle was very helpful.
Therapy isn’t for most people and at first it can be hard to talk to someone you barely know for an hour, but as time goes on you become more comfortable. I wasn’t forced into therapy, I did it for myself. I was afraid that the stress I was under in high school and the things going on at home would really cause me to lose it, and that I would end up in a hospital. I wasn’t going to let that happen, and being a minor, I knew that I wouldn’t have any say. I took action, and I went to therapy.
Recently I’ve decided that I’m not going to go to therapy anymore. It was brought to my attention that my therapist would be getting promoted to manager, and she wouldn’t be able to carry the workload she has now. I did some thinking, and I’ve come to the point in my life that I’d be okay if I stop going.
Over the course of four years I’ve had three therapists, and all three of them all have been promoted. It can be tiresome to reintroduce yourself, and open yourself up to let someone else in, but that’s how therapy works. Your new therapist reads your case, you tell them about yourself, what you’ve been through, and how you feel now. As much as I like going to therapy I don’t think I can continue to go. I’m at a time in my life where I’ll be transferring soon, and moving out of Sacramento. I’ve come to a point in my life that I can use everything I’ve learned from going to therapy, and apply it to my life from here on out. I remember my first day of therapy as clearly as my last day. I’ve grown, and I’m going to continue to grow. Being 19-years-old, a sophomore in college, and holding a part time job, I believed that I’d end up in a hospital. I’ve learn to find balance, and make sure that I’m okay. If I’m not, I address it, I write about it, I close my eyes, and tell myself that it’s going to be okay. If I want to go to therapy as much as I wanted to back when I was 15, I will, but until then I know that with time, and using what I learned in therapy, that I’ll be okay.