I had one of those conversations when I talk about things with someone, momentarily setting aside the fact that this conversation will probably disturb me later. I keep wondering why I talk about these sorts of things with some people, knowing how they might respond, but I do keep talking. Maybe hope is a good thing. Maybe sometimes it will make me sad later. Oh, well. It doesn't look like I'll stop talking (at least not for too long).
But this came up again. The theory seems to go like this. I'm not better yet (better enough, whatever that is), so my counselor must not be a good counselor. I should find a new one. Okay, that's probably a bit oversimplified with some added black and white.
But here is what I wonder - no, first, here is what I think.
1. It's not fair to judge a counselor by their patient. Depression and OCD aren't always "fixed," even by the best counselors. At least, I'm pretty sure I could back that up, and much easier than backing up the opposite.
2. Just because you got over depression in half a year or a year and a half doesn't mean that I will "get over" mine that fast.
3. Too many things could factor into my mental illness. Let's not forget the chemicals. And the medication. Should I throw out my Psychiatrist because I'm still going through meds? (These people might think I should find a new psychiatrist - if I even need medication, so I guess that arguement doesn't hold much water for them.) But assuming the possibility of chemicals, a physical disfunction in the brain, and that sometimes it takes more time to find the right medication, these are all things that could offset whatever miracles a therapist might be working. Then let's add stress. Then let's add patient compliance (really, is it the teacher or the student's fault if the student isn't learning? Maybe it could even be both). Then let's add... I don't know. I'm still working through things, okay? I wasn't Miracle Woman, okay? My first medication didn't work for me, okay?
I guess I'm a little frustrated.
Anyway, maybe these wonder people have a point; maybe my counselor doesn't push me hard enough (of course, I don't want to be pushed too hard and don't want a counselor that pushes me faster than I'm ready to go - urge me, maybe, force me, never). Maybe my counselor isn't smarter than all the other people I've talked to about stuff I'm supposed to "get over." Maybe, just like everybody else, she can't solve everything.
Okay, I'm being way too frustrated for a good, present-a-question speech. Let's just say it.
How do you decide when to move on from a counselor?