The Importance of Therapy
I recently started wondering if I should continue my therapy sessions. Do I still need them? I don’t have breakdowns like I did. I’m not crying myself to sleep any more. I don’t go through my days listlessly. I do still struggle with quieting my mind. I do still struggle with a thought seeping in, taking over, and changing my entire mood. I do still struggle with moments of hopelessness more than I’d like.
I still struggle with “what if”s and anxiety. And that’s why I choose to continue therapy.
My biggest struggle going into therapy was that I didn’t feel deserving of it. There are plenty of women, plenty of people, who have faced “real trauma.” What I’ve experienced was traumatic to my world, sure, but I didn’t classify it as “real trauma.” So, who was I to be in therapy, taking up an hour slot for someone who might really need it?
My first session, I expressed this to my therapist. She didn’t minimize what I was experiencing. She told me that I deserve to talk about things just as much as anyone. She told me that if it’s painful to me, then I deserve healing.
That’s why I choose to continue therapy.
It has taught me that that emotional pain is still pain. It has taught me that I’m not alone, because I honestly thought I was. It has taught me that having a third, unbiased party help me work through what goes on in my head is okay.
It has taught me that no matter what you have faced, if it is traumatic to your world, then you deserve therapy.
And that is why I choose to continue therapy.
I still go through a lot of “what if” scenarios in my head. I still write in my journal every time I begin to feel my heart race for no apparent reason. I still cry when certain thoughts hit me. But that’s okay. It means I am working through things, and I have to do that in my own way, at my own pace.
Therapy has taught me that it’s important to not hold my emotions in, that “acting strong” isn’t healthy. But it’s also taught me how to handle those emotions and those moments in a healthy way.
That is why I choose to continue therapy.
Any time I think about stopping, I ask myself how it would feel to not go anymore. Sure, it might save me money. But what would my mental health look like? I think about the times I’ve written it all down multiple times, I’ve prayed the same prayer over and over, I’ve cried for the same reason multiple times in two weeks…And I realize I do still need those sessions to work through those types of moments. And that’s okay.
One of my best friends told me once that she believes everyone should go to therapy at least once in their life. She was the first person—aside from my parents—I told I was going. She was the first to remind me that it’s normal and it doesn’t mean I’m broken. That reminder rings in my head every time I head into my next session.
If you’re wondering if therapy is right for you, think about what your days are like right now. Then, think about what those days would look like if you could find some better coping mechanisms or even if you simply had another person to work things through with. They would probably be at least a little better, huh? If you think so, then I encourage you to begin researching the therapist that would be best for you.
Remember: no matter what you’ve faced, healing is for everyone.