Last year I quit therapy at the local clinic I was attending because they were going to make me change therapists for the fifth time in 2 years. I wasn’t able to trust enough to go thru everything with someone new. Then my physical doc gave me a referral to a different clinic and I started therapy with someone who I knew would be sticking around, and since I knew she wasn’t leaving, I was able to trust her more. Now I just see her every couple of weeks to “check in”, as she told me that in my case the meds are what keeps me able to cope better and that we could do actual therapy as-needed. It was nice to feel like I was in control of my needs and wants, and didn’t have to show up every week to discuss therapy techniques that I would never use. I think trust is a huge hurdle for those of us with sza.
Well that doesn’t make any sense. You can’t be too disabled to be appreciated or cared about. Because we certainly do here.
I will flag 2 of my posts, is it possible to delete them? I don’t want to cause trouble.
Thanks
Yeah i have to do that do, whats the point of going once a month
That’s great to hear you’re already doing much better than you were before @anon67051439 
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Unfortunately, some of us succumb to this illness by way of their own hand when they believe there’s no hope left and no room for improvement.
I’m glad that you have chosen to live, and are still here with us today 
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I dunno, maybe my posts come across as uncaring or unsympathetic, but I truly believe that at some point something’s gotta give.
Some of us get bogged down when we reflect on how our lives were before SZ hit. Actually, I think all of us have felt discouraged and defeated at one point or another— myself included.
The key is to never give up, take it day by day, accept your current limitations while keeping a forward momentum, and find the positive in the everyday.
Support is crucial, especially when one finds themselves in a rut or a bit of a tough spot— that’s where therapy can help.
There’s a lot of shiit therapists who actually have no clue how to address the complications that come with this illness.
But for every bad apple in the barrel, there’s always several good ones who can work with you and help you come up with feasible goals and a game plan to tackle this illness head-on.
I’ve dealt with my fair share of therapists who have no business “helping” others, so I understand the importance of finding a provider who will take the time to see you through the rough patches.
Things do get better— you sticking around and living through your catatonic period is proof of that.
Life is weird ey?
I decided to start therapy today
OMG. There is no snow. The days are brighter & longer so Christmas decorations will be phased out by the light. LOL, it’s fact though that Santa hats are Christmas themed. Unless @Schztuna celebrates Christmas all year-round with a Santa hat I and many others would find it confusing to have Summer holidays & Winter Holidays mixed up.
I see. So your wife is the Queen of the household and you are prince charming.
I realized its not fair to drag you guys into my sz problems. Anyways not even my psychiatrists were able to help me so no one can.
The best I can do is keeping busy with life and not think about my sz. That won’t improve my symptoms but I will suffer less.
If it interferes with things that are very important to you that’s a problem. If you could find a different therapist that would help. Or like you said you may not need it now
I am person who knows which side the bread is buttered on.
I’m in therapy. One thing it can’t do is help my anhedonia and apathy.
I’m doing all the work they tell me - i can make a piece of art, sew a tote bag - I don’t feel any reward from accomplishing this as it just feels like a chore - so I am just doing house chores in place of this. Life with negative symptoms suck.
I definitely get like that and yeah i just force the activity even if i think its going to be pointless. But sometimes its actually quite fun and i feel good and other times i feel nothing and try to avoid that disapointment.
Hopefully atleast 1 out of 10 times you get some enjoyment in an activity like a video game or something.
Your therapist might be getting you to do activities you dont even like as well.
It really is our brains failure to realize the reward of something productive or typically enjoyable.
I forced myself to read books again.
In the beginning it was a chore.
With practice I managed to read at least 30 pages in one sitting and feel some enjoyment as well (of course, if the book is good).
I forced myself to communicate, both in writing and orally, with more and more people.
In the beginning it felt overwhelming.
With practice I became more comfortable exchanging ideas, I realized every person has their own problems and I started to complain less about mine.
I forced myself to smoke less.
I forced myself to do daily walks and my body is thankful for this decision.
No matter what we aspire to do, it takes effort and patience. There are no silver bullets.
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