My therapist, L, is no longer with the practice I’ve been seeing for the last couple of years. It took a year to get to her—first, they assigned me to M, who was a total pain in the ass and didn’t listen. Not that I was inclined to talk to her, anyway. And she didn’t return phone calls.
So I finally got beyond the “getting to know you” stage with L, and she understands our family and some history and such, so she can put things in context. And I think they fired her! They weren’t even going to tell me she wouldn’t be there for my appointment this evening. I called to ask her something and her number had been disconnected, which prompted me to talk to the office idiots.
I. Am. Not. HAPPY! It’s a major PITA to break in a new therapist. I mean, it is for anybody, but when you have a bunch of interlocking issues and heavy history crap, then you add in chronic illness/disability, and just for fun mix in that whole bi/pagan/poly thing, believe me, it’s worse. And some therapists aren’t up to it. In fact, the one I saw a couple of times before seeing someone at this practice told me and Sam at the second session that she was in over her head and needed to refer me elsewhere.
Oh—the new person doesn’t do evening appointments, either. This means that the only way I can be sure of getting there is to take a taxi, as I have not had good experiences with using MARTA for anything time-sensitive. It’s expensive, but not as difficult as having Sam take time off from work. L coordinated my appointments with Katie’s appointments with another therapist in the same practice, which was nice. Who knows if this one will be as helpful?
Grrrr.
Because with therapy, consistency and communication are definitely a trivial matters. Bang up job they’re doing there! /sarcasm. :/
Finding a good therapist is so difficult. Finding one that actually listens is even harder. And the bi/pagan/poly thing really complicates matters because there are so few people that have any frame of reference. They just don’t get it — and many are downright rude when it comes to any mention of those issues. Good luck.
**hugs** If I could, I’d fax a Dr. Edwards to you. A good therapist is so very wonderful, but so very hard to find.
I’m so sorry *hug* What an awful thing to have happen! It’s like losing a family member, except your counselor knows a heck of a lot more about you than any family member does. I hope the Universe delivers a counselor who is as understanding and easy to connect with.
Consistency rocks. Newness can stink. Hopefully it’s a blessing in disguise.
Not currently in therapy — but wondering if I need someone to tell me I’m nutz.
Weird — were your ears burning? I just recorded something else for Live Readings.
Remember what Nora Ephron said: “Insane people are always sure that they are fine. It is only the sane people who are willing to admit that they are crazy.”