Sarah: you followed your Heart and she saw You cared, that’s what brought the better ending that day.
It’s not about the “right words” , best approach, technique nor type of therapy . It is about being genuine, it’s about moving your feet.
Thirty years ago I was in Sue’s condition. At the end oif my rope. It is a big hurdle simply to ask for help because what is faltering is hope in humanity. My dr. Did it for me when he said: no matter the hour of the night, if you need to talk to me this is my number. I never used it. Knowing he was there was enough for me.
I am so overwhelmed by this story. I admire your courage and your kindness, and it is so sad that all these managers with their concerns about liability are destroying real therapy like the one you practiced at that center. Or rather they were destroying is back in the 1990s - by now, their mission is accomplished, and real therapy with its courage and empathy is in its death throes.
Great story, and also illustrates how something's gone terribly awry within the fields of psychology and psychiatry, where the long time oath for healing professionals of "do no harm" has somehow gotten lost along the way.
Kudos to you for paying attention to the only voices that truly mattered that day- your heart, and hers.
Sarah: you followed your Heart and she saw You cared, that’s what brought the better ending that day.
It’s not about the “right words” , best approach, technique nor type of therapy . It is about being genuine, it’s about moving your feet.
Thirty years ago I was in Sue’s condition. At the end oif my rope. It is a big hurdle simply to ask for help because what is faltering is hope in humanity. My dr. Did it for me when he said: no matter the hour of the night, if you need to talk to me this is my number. I never used it. Knowing he was there was enough for me.
I am so overwhelmed by this story. I admire your courage and your kindness, and it is so sad that all these managers with their concerns about liability are destroying real therapy like the one you practiced at that center. Or rather they were destroying is back in the 1990s - by now, their mission is accomplished, and real therapy with its courage and empathy is in its death throes.
I would’ve been angry if someone stopped me from killing myself
Great story, and also illustrates how something's gone terribly awry within the fields of psychology and psychiatry, where the long time oath for healing professionals of "do no harm" has somehow gotten lost along the way.
Kudos to you for paying attention to the only voices that truly mattered that day- your heart, and hers.
I would much rather “get in trouble” than have someone’s suicide on me. You did the right thing for Sue.
Good for you. It is the mental illness system that is crazy.
Great story Sarah! Glad you’re doing this.