Time to step it up

I went into my therapy session with the intention of hurrying this phase of my life to its close. It was the best time I've had in any mental health professionals office. Usually I go in there as if I'm go to a doctor, like a patient in need of a cure or something. If not, the I would go in there with the idea that not only was I perfectly fine, but that they are out to get me, and it was up to me to prove them wrong. Both approaches take me out of the drivers seat and wait on the therapist or whoever to run the situation. This time though it was me who was running the show and me who was piping up when things were getting off topic, and of course me who made the decisions on what was significant.

Usually therapists sit back and look for the key pieces in your life. I say instead you tell them what they are. If you honestly don't think that your parents' spanking you ruined your life, make that perfectly clear to your therapist, and then go on to say how your lack of organization is probably the real problem. If it means that you are wasting the experience, having the therapist sit with you as you plan out your week, be honest. Is it worse than sitting there watching your self esteem diminish as memory after recalled memory is met with disapproving stares or negative textbook jargon. And what if it works, what if you really didn't need to go to therapy at all, and you could have hammered it out by using that day planner your boss gave you? Did you waste your money? Did you waste a busy therapist time? Well at least you learned a lesson.