Welcome to Sanctioned Suicide, your safe place for REAL therapy in total anonymity, including venting and ranting about complete idiots who are getting paid to be complete idiots in pretending to treat you.
I'm a cynic about tapping therapies, as well as cognitive behavioral therapies. However, with proper tapping therapy (which I have personally experienced to be nothing more than distraction), the therapist guides you on how to administer tapping methods to yourself. A good one will not touch you unless you ask or invite them to for assistance in gaining greater effect or understanding of the technique.
"Feeling Good: The New Mood Therapy" by David D. Burns in 1980 is easily the bestselling book and probably the finest manual ever written on CBT, but Dave Burns is also a tremendously talented individual with an ideal temperament for treating patients, and he has trouble replicating what he does with his students. Academic achievement, experience and other "credentials" and reputation are not a substitute for innate talent. CBT authors like founding developer Tim Beck, former Beck collaborator Gary Emery and Burns himself are extremely gifted therapists. Most CBT practitioners are not, and even at its best, CBT and all other talk therapies have severe limitations. Sometimes, you're better off confiding to a priest in confession for free and unfettered confidentiality. Sometimes, a skilled fortune teller with the talented power of suggestion is vastly superior to any degreed clinician.
Psychiatrist Ned Hallowell is easily the most prominent author on the subject of AD/HD who as a psychiatrist has AD/HD himself. (Overall, no author on AD/HD can challenge Thom Hartmann, including Hallowell and Ratey.) But after publishing multiple bestselling books on AD/HD, Hallowell simply went gluten free with his diet, and he reports that did more to improve the quality of his mental functioning than anything else he's ever tried in his life.
At Johns Hopkins Medical School, the Atkins Diet Induction Phase has been successfully used to treat pediatric epilepsy. The late Harvard researcher George F. Cahill, Jr. (who I knew) proved that the human brain prefers ketones as its fuel source over glucose, and many with AD/HD swear by ketosis as the ideal physiological state for optimal mental functioning. (Those who report going "foggy" or "bonking" in ketosis simply haven't done their homework. The way to counteract that loss of energy is usually to increase sodium intake. Oprah Winfrey was among the high profile celebrities who did not know to do that, thus failing on Atkins.)
Now if changing nutritional habits is the answer to AD/HD, depression and other issues which are classified as psychiatric or psychological in origin, then obviously talk therapy is going to be completely worthless.
My own situation also entails a case of severe obstructive sleep apnea, for which some retarded neurologist referred me for cognitive behavioral therapy! I had some other sleep medicine specialists assert that the best way to reduce the severity of sleep apnea was to lose weight. Really? Weight loss is supposed to magically straighten out what eventually proved to be a deviated septum? (Among other physical causes a diagnostic evaluation by an otolaryngologist ultimately revealed.) CBT is supposed to correct a deviated septum?
Get an accurate diagnosis. You may be dealing with profiteering morons who are uselessly treating behavioral symptoms instead of medical causes. Maybe your problems are in your mind, maybe the problems in your mind are caused by something happening elsewhere inside your body.
Sometimes, the most irresponsible thing you can do is accept blame and claim it's all your fault. Sometimes, the most responsible and mature thing you can do is REJECT
blame in favor of taking responsibility and charge of your life. Try taking the attitude that you're right and the rest of the world is wrong about you. That may just turn out to be the truth.
I wasn't lazy, they were boring. And I wasn't yawning because I was bored, but because I was born with severe congenital obstructive sleep apnea. That was NOT my fault, but since I am the one with that condition, it's MY responsibility to try getting it treated effectively. Accepting any blame for my sleepiness would have been lazy and irresponsible. I rejected bullshit claims from quack sleep physicians that being overweight had something to do with my sleep apnea, and a competent Ear, Nose and Throat specialist proved me completely right with an endoscopic examination.
Just how stupid, lazy, incompetent and ignorant are ALL your "therapists?" You are now older than the fuckhead school psychologist who had me reclassified with Down's Syndrome students when I was 18 years old and he was a 22 year old pothead.
Don't put up with shit, and don't accept any shit. Take command and insist on answers which nobody you are dealing with may be even remotely close to identifying.
A competent therapist can take advantage of your resistance and use your resistance to produce better results. The more resistant you are to therapy, the more effective a competent therapist is. If your resistance is a problem for them, then they are not competent therapists.
The legendary psychiatrist Milton Erickson put on a clinical demonstration when he was an elderly man. He invited a big strong anti establishment construction worker type to the auditorium stage before an audience of students. When they shook hands, the subject tried to assert his dominance by virtually crushing Erickson's hand. Erickson then asked him, "Would you be willing to not see your left foot?" To the thug's amazement, his own foot was suddenly invisible to him!
Erickson was a born psychiatrist. At age seven on his family farm, he was watching a bunch of big strong farmhands trying to drag a livestock animal into a barn before rain came. The more these men tugged and pulled on the beast, the more the creature resisted, pulling back. Without saying a word, the young boy simply walked up behind the animal, took hold of the tail, gave it a sharp tug, and the animal charged forward into the barn.
Find a Milton Erickson caliber therapist. Do not be surprised if you discover none exist anymore. It's entirely possible that there is not one single therapist in the entire world who is remotely qualified to treat you.
That's why I'm here at Sanctioned Suicide. I have given the so called mental health profession a fair chance to fail DECISIVELY. In my painfully extensive first hand experience, they ALL suck completely.
You are seen as a guaranteed source of income for these parasitical assholes. Don't let that happen. Force them to take up taxi driving, dishwashing or hamburger flipping, because that is their true value to society.
My biggest regret in life is that I didn't end that life at age 15. Order your therapists to put up or shut up! Either deliver on helping you quickly get better by way of a CURE for whatever ails you, or maybe you can take advantage of this anonymous internet to ruin their reputations. (Never threaten to do this to them. Just do it in a way that they have no idea who is shredding their bogus livelihoods.) You're the boss. They work for YOU. In an internet day and age, the customer is ALWAYS right, today more than ever. (The 1920's author and wit Dorothy Parker quipped "Revenge is a dish best served cold." Sometimes, if you decide to live long enough, you can wait until they've completely forgotten your name and are giving you no thought at all before you destroy their reputations, careers and/or put them out of business, a revenge tactic I've enjoyed carrying out immensely with my guiding library of savage classic vengeance manuals by the legendary pseudonymous "Meanest Man Alive" George Hayduke. Incidentally, I am NOT a violent person, as violence simply is not destructive enough for my purposes. In the 1980's, Synchronal was the largest telemarketing company in the world. Then, they tried ripping me off, so I put them out of business. Why fight city hall when you can turn it into rubble by "pressing the dynamite plunger?" Fans of Hayduke's volumes understand, and my current health care providers do not fuck with me. If they ultimately cannot help me, that's fine, as long as they're making an honest effort to try, so be it.)
"Do your job!" If your therapists can't, Fire Them! If you can't fire them now, try to get away from them, and if you're then willing to wait long enough for them to forget you before you CTB, make sure to ruin their lives without them having any idea it was you before you make your exit from this life. (I didn't even have to CTB to end my former psychiatrists medical career a year after she abruptly closed her private practice on her clientele. Six years later, she still has no clue I'm the one who ended her career in a way which was headline news where I live.)
Finally, if you care about yourself or anybody else in your life, treat EVERYBODY you meet, not as you would like to be treated, but as if your future or the future of those you care about depends on the future good will of whoever your meet. If I saw the school psychologist who ruined my teenage years trapped with his bitch wife and bastard kids in a burning car on an isolated road, I'd laugh and drive right on by while flipping them the bird, leaving them to die. Sanctioned Suicide is a kind loving place, but there is virtually no kindness or love extant or experienced in my personal life, and very, VERY I've few known would pass the "Would I rescue this person from a burning car?" test.
