The people who love us are not qualified therapists, so when we express thoughts that might not make sense to them, especially self-deprecating thoughts, they might brush them off or even get upset with us. If you go to therapy and feel like those thoughts are finally being heard and taken seriously, this can help in unimaginable ways.
I. Hate. Insurance. But I love my therapist.
The process can be intimidating. How do you even find a therapist? How in the world are you supposed to afford it? And once you’re in therapy, what do you talk about? Where should you sit? How do you know if it’s helping?