The Death of Couples Therapy

Last night Rick and I made an executive decision: we both cannot stand our therapist and so no more couples therapy.

I’ve been in therapy for some time now (thanks mom) and he’s just begun going to his own therapist, as well. Three therapists are a crowd….both mentally and financially. Plus, it’s complete bullshit, also known as IMAGO therapy. Google it. We sit there and read from a script in order to learn how to perfect our communication skills. I can’t believe I went to college for this crap. 

Excuse me if I believe that some things should not be communicated. Some secrets are best kept that way and some peeves are better left unsaid. For the rest of the stuff that falls in the middle, I doubt we need to pay 175 a session for in order to figure out. 

I really felt like if I went to the session last night, I was going to tell this guy how full of crap I think his technique is. How would that make YOU feel, doc?

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yoga instructor, mom of sean and cate, book reader/lover/writer, seeker, activist until the grave. View all posts by anne

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