Sometimes I go to therapy. After going, I walk out of the appointment and face the people in the waiting room who are sick. See, the counseling center and the clinic are right next to each other. I’m not wearing sweatpants or resembling death warmed over (I hope) so everyone can pretty much assume that I was seeing the counselor. I know what they must be thinking…
“Lara must have gone off the deep end. She does kind of keep to herself these days.”
“I wonder why she’s going crazy. Is she like depressed or something?”
“Should I be worried about her wellbeing?”
I used to think the same things.
If there is anything I want anyone to take away from my blogging; please take this. Going to therapy doesn’t mean you’re crazy.
I go to therapy. Lots of people go to therapy. It doesn’t mean I’m going off the deep end and will end up in a mental institution soon. Sometimes life becomes overwhelming and it’s nice to have someone to talk to. It’s comforting to speak to someone who doesn’t know you from Adam and can give you unbiased, honest advice. Sometimes I just need to talk.
I used to buy into some pretty ridiculous stereotypes regarding therapy. I thought it was only for crazy people. I thought it was for people who had way bigger problems than I could ever imagine having. I thought it was for people who were weak.
I was wrong.
Going to therapy doesn’t mean you’re crazy, it means you’re taking preventive measures to make sure it doesn’t come to that.
Running away from your feelings and refusing to ask for help is only hurting yourself. When there is help available, why not use it?
Going to therapy doesn’t mean you’re weak. It means you’re strong enough to admit when you need a little extra help to make sure you can still function with your daily life and not let the emotional strains of the world affect the person that you are.
Therapy isn’t for everyone. I know this. Just remember the next time you witness someone speaking about their therapist, walking out of a mental health clinic, or scheduling an appointment to see a counselor while you’re just trying to get some medicine- they aren’t crazy. Maybe they just need someone to talk to.
They’re trying to take care of themselves the same way that you are. It’s just that you’re getting a Z-Pak and they’re letting out their feelings.
Mental health is just as important as physical.