As I described in my memoir, I went through therapists like Kleenex. Fortunately I didn't have electroshock or other draconian "treatments" to cure me. But now, at 72, I consider myself, if not fully cured, nicely aged.
I want to see this show whenever it drifts down to YouTube. Like you, I went through a lot of therapists for depression - but not to be cured of the gay. Fortunately, by the time I left the prison of fundamentalism in 1977 therapists were not pushing that, and I didn't seek it.
PS - Much later I realized that therapism, like funadmentalism, was not all it is cracked up to be and did not ultimately "fix" me. Churches and therapists may have some help to offer in certain limited ways - but ultimately I realized only I could decide what was best for me. It's not good to give your heart and soul, your personal power, to somebody else, not matter how well-intentioned.
So I'm content to be not cured, but nicely aged, as you said. Haha.
My Kleenex box of therapists included those from quacks to almost competent. I finally connected with Dr. Frank, the therapists' therapist, who stayed with me for the long haul...I was not a pushover! To some extent, I owe my gay life to him.
i had one really exceptional psychiatrist at a time when they did more than just writing prescriptions before sending you to someone else for therapy. Despite an often painful childhood my issues are primarily chemical. He made me appreciate how important medication was in my case, while helping me clarify other issues.
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Sorry you went through that, Frank, but glad you emerged triumphant from it. I hope to watch this documentary some day.
I want to see this show whenever it drifts down to YouTube. Like you, I went through a lot of therapists for depression - but not to be cured of the gay. Fortunately, by the time I left the prison of fundamentalism in 1977 therapists were not pushing that, and I didn't seek it.
PS - Much later I realized that therapism, like funadmentalism, was not all it is cracked up to be and did not ultimately "fix" me. Churches and therapists may have some help to offer in certain limited ways - but ultimately I realized only I could decide what was best for me. It's not good to give your heart and soul, your personal power, to somebody else, not matter how well-intentioned.
So I'm content to be not cured, but nicely aged, as you said. Haha.
My Kleenex box of therapists included those from quacks to almost competent. I finally connected with Dr. Frank, the therapists' therapist, who stayed with me for the long haul...I was not a pushover! To some extent, I owe my gay life to him.
i had one really exceptional psychiatrist at a time when they did more than just writing prescriptions before sending you to someone else for therapy. Despite an often painful childhood my issues are primarily chemical. He made me appreciate how important medication was in my case, while helping me clarify other issues.
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