You Need To Be Able To Trust Your Therapist

And I Don’t Know If I Do

Photograph (taken by and belonging to the author, Sadie Seroxcat) depicts a recent example of self-inflicted, anxiety induced scratching and picking (partly healed).

I’m having a dilemma.

I’m seeing a psychotherapist, we’re supposed to be doing general ‘talking therapy’ and EMDR — see this earlier piece:

Screaming In The Night

Being as how I live in the UK, my therapy is covered by the NHS. I know how lucky I am, believe me, but it’s not all roses.

Aside from the fact our current government (best not get me started, that’s not what this essay is about…) are rumoured to be interested in breaking our incredible health service apart, perhaps selling certain services off to private (overseas) companies. Aside from the fact they are already pretty damn uncaring about the fact that the COVID-19 pandemic has been responsible for breaking a good number of wonderful NHS staff (and killing a good number more) — and the pay scales for most of those staff is utterly disgraceful, given they are risking their lives daily. Aside from the fact…..

Look I could go on for a while there, best saved for another time, but the point I was going to get to (eventually) was…