How many therapists have you seen in your life?

I saw 2. One for gender counseling and one when I was younger because of antisocial behavior

 

Well, I've only regularly gone to a therapist twice, but I did "try out" another.

I went therapy for about 3 or so months when I was 10 to overcome my fear of thunder storms, did not work by the way. I went to another therapist when about two years ago, but I didn't like her. Then I found a therapist I did like and saw her for almost two years.

So, I guess three.

 

Five.. and I'm not even graduated yet... sigh

 

One, but I could possibly see more later on in life. Don't know yet. Did she help? Meh. A little, but not really all that much.

 

Let's see...

There was the one who died in a car accident shortly after my first visit, the one that showed me the "Where Did I Come From" sex ed video that was narrated by Howie Mandel when I was 11, there was the one who was a judgmental asshole, another that wanted to give me a completely different diagnosis, the one I saw for almost 4 years and never got anything out of it, the one that had no idea how to help me, the one that was intimidated by my personality, the one who repeated I said everything back to me, and then my current one who I'm only seeing because I have to be seeing a therapist to get my prescriptions.

So 9 therapists. Two more and we'd have a football team!

 

None.

Todd

 

HuskyPup, are you including therapists who lead group therapy sessions you attended or only therapists you have seen one-on-one?

For one-on-one therapy, I have seen 3 therapists, but two of them were very short. The first was a student counselor for 3 visits (because I saw him at the end of the year). The second was a priest/counselor for ~6 sessions during a semester, and the 3rd was a psychologist for about a dozen sessions spread over a school year.

One of the three times I attended group counseling, the psychologist/facilitator was our psychology professor. It was mandatory as part of a "Group Dynamics" psychology class I took during my undergrad education. Because of the unusual double relationship (professor-psychologist) she had with us, the professor only graded that part of the class on whether or not we attended and our journals. Grading us based on the session itself would've been an ethical problem.

The first 2 times I went to group counseling were concurrent with each other, and with seeing that priest/counselor.

 

None but that may change.

 

Yee! Thinking maybe I could use one of the free ones on campus :/

 

A couple of people have recommended that I see one, but I have neither the time, nor the sharing capabilities required for such a thing.

I do wonder how therapy sessions really go down though, and how far the reality deviates from my perception.

 

Two, and I'm starting sessions with a third soon.

 

Six and I would never go again. I don't remember very many because most of them I saw between the ages of 9 and 10 but the most recent one was when I wanted to kill myself like 2 years ago and she did nothing. I remember one of my old therapists tried to get me on anti depressants when I was like 9. Can't believe I was smart enough to turn them down.

 

Don't need any.

 

Unos.
Didn't like it.

 

2.

As stated in an earlier thread:

#1
1988-early half 1989. He was a psychologist who attended a church where my mother and I went when we went to church. Reason was my family breakdown. I started seeing him shortly after my father left, and it ended about the time the divorce was final.

He didn't do a whole lot of good. Although the plug was probably pulled more for financial reasons (i.e. insurance ended).

Disaster caused by him: he pushed me into teaching Sunday School. Coincidentally, he was Assistant Superidendent of the program, and they were always short of fools teachers. I was not a very good teacher, and was basically fired right around the time the first quarter ended. That left scars.

#2
Was a counselor of some sort. I saw him around 2000 at the urging of my father. He didn't really do much good, either. After 4 visits, my father was shocked I was still going--I guess I was supposed to be fixed by then. I pulled the plug--it was getting expensive ($60/week/out of pocket.) He insisted on seeing me one more time so that he could give me material to work with, which turned out to be nothing more than the title of a self help book I could have found with a fast library catalog search.

Other memory: he was claiming I was looking at least at a year of his service. Maybe he was being honest, based on what he saw. Maybe he had boat payments to make.

#3????

I have contemplated therapy again, mainly due to EC and some stories about people who've had good luck. But I get overwhelmed with trying to find someone who might actually do some good, and is willing to work with someone who has financially at the level of white trash. Allegedly, there could be insurance coverage (thanks ACA!), but the choices are limited with the company I have. And I have a suspicion they'd push other options. "Depressed? Go on Prozac for life! It's cheaper for us!"​

 

Two, Didn't like the first one, Love the one I see now.

 

3.
One from age 12-18. She was a little judgmental. My family were angry at her after she failed to notice that I had a more severe illness than bipolar disorder.
One as a young adult. I don't remember her much.
The third from age 21 to now. I love her; I can tell her anything and she doesn't judge. The few times she strongly disagrees with me, I know I am probably wrong because she so rarely acts contrary.