I can’t not lie to my therapists
I’m on my second therapist in as many months. I switched once because I started to feel bad for her because I wasn’t really improving. Felt guilty that it would hurt her feelings that she can’t do her job.
Started seeing another therapist, which sucks because you have to get through all the intro crap again. And after 2 sessions I’m pretty much just faking improvement. Spent the session today nodding agreeing with him about good I’m doing and pretending to care about mindfulness. The whole time I was thinking about how dumb it is and wondering how long my wife is going to make keep coming to therapy.
My day to day moods/energy levels have improved. But I think that’s the drugs. I’m like a happy prisoner trying to make the best of a sentence but all I really was is to get out of the prison. The other prisoners think I’m crazy for not wanting to extend my stay.
Not sure why I’m telling this to strangers on the internet.