Matt62 wrote:
Oddly, college did prove to be the best years of my life (so far!) but that did not mean it was a cakewalk! It certainly was not!
And most of my therapists seem to think that I would do all right in group therapy. Not happening! <sigh>
Sincerely,
Matthew
This happened to me. Back in the 70s when I was a teenager, I was so terrified of people and socializing that my parents put me in therapy. After a couple of solo sessions, the therapist suggested group therapy. I protested but she insisted, although she assured me that I wouldn't have to say a thing in group unless I wanted to. The first group meeting consisted solely of one member crying over how useless and worthless she was. The second meeting started with an announcement that another of the members had committed suicide. After all this and a few more less-traumatic meetings,, I dropped out of the group, figuring the group was going to make me crazier instead of better.