The past two years, I’ve talked to my therapist about my rotten childhood. I had a very clear goal; I want to get rid of this depression I’ve had for three and a half years now. I just want to feel better, to feel as cheerful and energetic as I did five years ago.
So I picked a therapist, and I saw this guy for an hour every two weeks. I talked to the guy, as in reasonably. That’s just how I seem to be wired, and it seemed the therapist also preferred me telling amusing stories about my crazy mom. The alternative would have been me talking in a choked up voice, or just bawling my eyes out. So I skipped the bawling, and just sat there making cerebral discoveries. His boxes of Kleenex remained intact.
“ Hmm, yes, now that I think about it, it IS funny that my mom can’t throw out her own twenty year old packets of hair dye to save her life, and yet she had the two shoeboxes of my stuff I had left there out on the curb within weeks of my having moved out to college. Probably because she needed my room for the boxes of hair-dye. Amusing, isn’t it? Ha ha!”
All the books I’ve read tell me that this kind of insight needs the additional emotional work. Crying. Feeling old hurts. All the books say it is necessary. That you feel better afterwards. That feeling those old hurts that have been suppressed frees up energy, and changes you for the better.
So I’ve tried another therapist. Well, she had me crying within thirty minutes of our first handshake. I could change therapists permanently and go to see her. But I don’t know. I just feel rotten when I sit there, all choked up. It hurts. I feel ridiculous. I feel a cry baby. I’m a big girl now, why should I cry about…well about all that petty long forgotten stuff? How do I know that I will feel better in the long run? And how long is that long run?
Have any Dopers done the mourning old hurts-thing? The crying old tears-thing? Any experiences would be greatly appreciated.