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Anti Therapy

Told my story, a thousand times,
About the demons and the pain that binds.
Talked so long it hurt my jaw,
Why am I alive and what am I dying for.
I'm hurting so much, I'm going insane,
Delusion & confusions really rot my brain.
To my mental anguish is there a cure
Or am I just someone to tolerate and endure?

Can you hear me, can you hear me?
I'm calling to you!
Nobody dare come near me!
And I don't know what to do!

Been retelling my story for over a year,
Relayed my pain and painting all my fears
You still have no idea what I’m going through,
No respite for me and no progress for you,
Sent you a road map of where the trauma lies,
You took a wrong turn, ignoring all the signs.
Whatever I say you devalue and ignore,
Yet you, so loquacious, say nothing at all.

The Eccentric Poet

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My therapist is useless and doesn't hear me, she talks alot but says very little, so I have decided to stop going
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Thanks for sharing this. I'll not comment on your poem, as the message is obviously very personal and clear. Sometimes putting words to paper is therapy in itself, at least for me.

My wife has been seeing therapists for some time; long before we met too. She tells me I am not the reason she continues to seek help - whew!. Her advice is to "shop around" if your not getting results from your current therapist. The worst she has experienced are those that want to do all the talking (some seem to want to talk about themselves all the time - yeesh!). There is a real shortage of mental health professionals here in the US (pandemic driven most likely), so not sure how things are in the UK. Please don't give up!

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Michael Anthony

Thankyou for your kinds words, mental health sucks here about as much as it must do there.

They don't care, they don't listen and if they put you forward for therapy and it doesn't work, we'll thats your fault apparently.

I have been suicidal and I've told them and they just carry on talking about my anxiety not really dealing with it, and the day after my mother died I got told that my feelings and emotions don't matter as they are just my emotions, so I emailed her to ask her what the heck she meant by that and she never responded.

We also have a crisis team who are no use nor ornament who when you are planning your demise recommend hot baths, cups of tea and a walk....what they don't realise that after the tea has stewed and the bath water runs cold the problem still remains.

I really hope you and your wife get the help you deserve and you find peace of mind :)

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need a new therapist! Your feelings and emotions don't matter? WTF? They should be reported to the proper authorities, for failing to help you through gross negligence! I don't know if there is such a thing as the 'Hippocratic Oath' for therapists, but there should be. I feel bad for you and all the people out there who get little to none treatment and are disregarded.
I hope that everything works out for you. Take care. ~ Geezer.
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Thanks for your comment, she is a terrible person and I went to her to heal from trauma not get more :)

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