@DarkScribe: This is true. I guess the point is that I am fairly well grounded at the moment, and when I face serious adversity in my life, such as issues with my son and his own mental health, I find that I am able to work through them independently and process it in the moment. I know many for whom the events I’ve been through in the past year would have had them begging for Xanax.
As I said in my initial reply to this question, (which is phrased in the present tense about whether we tell everything to our therapist), I would not be opposed to seeking therapy again in the future, should I find myself slipping back into a state where I was unable to handle the stresses of my life. I also made the point that a person gets out of the therapy experience what they put into it; by which my intention is to encourage those that are in therapy to fully commit themselves to it, as it will only be to their own benefit.
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@NewZen: Thank you. I would not say that I am “better” than you, because I don’t like passing judgement. Life contains many challenges which we all must deal with in our own way. I do not hold anything against those who are not yet comfortable talking openly about the traumas that may have been inflicted upon them. I was silent for far too many years. I have mentioned my past so many times on Fluther, I guess I assume that everyone, especially those that have been around a while, have heard it ad nauseum.
In fact, the reason I started talking openly was because a young teenage girl wrote on Yahoo! Answers about being date raped, and having previously been fondled by her cousins. I couldn’t let this poor child feel so alone in the world. I chose to offer her what I wish someone could have offered me: a truly understanding ear. (I haven’t heard from her in a while, since shortly after her father died… I think I’ll go check up on her. Thanks for unknowingly bringing this to my attention.)
In retrospect, I see how helping her was a turning point in my own journey from self-loathing to well-being. It was almost like talking to myself as a child, and truly realizing that I had been victimized and I hadn’t done anything wrong. What was I ashamed about? Because some dirtbag relative used me and treated me like trash? And why did I continue, decades later, to allow myself and others to treat me that way? And I continued from there…
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@DominicX: I find it rather sad that you are the exception rather than the rule in our society, and that some consider it odd for people to not be in therapy. (And actually, there are kids that do need therapy because someone stole their lunch money – bullying is a pretty serious problem these days). I do sense, though, that you realize your good fortune with both the nature and nurture into which you were born. In some ways I envy you, in other ways, I wish that I could have offered the same to my son, who is your age. But I do not begrudge you in any way. I appreciate your perspective and contributions to Fluther.
I like @Zen,/NewZen too. I’m sorry to see that you two have a contentious history.
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