Why I’m Ending My Therapy Journey

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Why I’m Ending My Therapy Journey
by Mia Thompson
Updated: Jan. 14, 2022
Originally Published: Jan. 14, 2022

It’s perfectly acceptable to part ways with your therapist.

While I’m now a passionate advocate for mental health, if you had met me five years ago, you would have encountered a vastly different person. Back then, I believed therapy was only for those who were fundamentally broken—and I considered myself beyond repair. Whether it was the global pandemic or my mother’s close call with death in 2019, something shifted in early January 2021. I found myself in my basement, preparing for my very first virtual therapy session.

Fast forward a year, and I was still meeting with the same therapist. Yet, on most days, it felt like we were making no progress. I recognize my journey includes grappling with depression, anxiety, and CPTSD, and of course, working on my body image issues, which have plagued me since I was twelve.

I have battled body dysmorphia and unhealthy eating patterns for most of my life, and my therapist was aware of this because I had opened up to her about it. While I’m not a mental health professional, I assume that one of the fundamental lessons in therapist training is to avoid labeling clients as “crazy.” Unfortunately, that’s exactly what happened.

During one session, we discussed my eating habits, and as hesitant as I was, I finally felt ready to be vulnerable. I believed I had created a safe space to express myself without judgment. That sense of security was shattered when she said, “Yeah. That does sound kind of crazy.”

In an instant, I felt shut down. Crazy? Really? Did she just imply that I was losing my mind? So much for that supportive environment. I understand you might argue that she didn’t mean it that way—perhaps she was simply describing my challenges. Yet, the impact was the same. I struggle enough with self-compassion, and hearing that from someone I turn to for support made it clear that a change was necessary.

Upon reflection, I realized my upset stemmed not just from her choice of words but from a breach of trust and a breakdown in communication. Asking for help is often one of the most daunting yet courageous things a person can do. Just like any relationship—be it friendships, romantic partnerships, or therapeutic connections—the first attempt doesn’t always pan out as hoped.

My therapist consistently encouraged me to show myself more compassion, and ironically, her advice played a pivotal role in my decision to seek a new therapist. I deserve to feel at ease in therapy. I deserve to be my true self without reservation—and so do you.

So, as I embark on this journey to find a new therapist, I remain hopeful. Perhaps I’ll find the right fit, and if not, I’ll continue my search.

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In this article, Mia Thompson reflects on her decision to end her therapy journey after feeling dismissed by her therapist. Despite her initial struggles with mental health and the progress she made, a negative comment regarding her eating habits led her to realize the importance of finding a therapist who respects her and creates a safe space. She emphasizes the need for self-compassion and the courage it takes to seek help.

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