I have seen my therapist on and off (mostly off) since 2017. 

I just started opening up to her. 

For the longest time I had a really difficult time admitting things to her (my impulsive acts, my lying problem, my aggression, etc) and every session I would just leave things out, lie about some stuff, which made most of the sessions unhelpful to me, because of me. The more often I did this, the harder and harder it got to be more honest with her because I have already left so much of my life out with her that I just felt I couldn’t tell her what really was up.I kept putting off telling her these important things and it got to the point where I wouldn’t schedule with her for a long while because I knew I wasn’t getting help if I wasn’t being honest about everything. 

I even planned on getting a new therapist so I could start fresh and be completely honest with someone else. 


However, this last session, I decided to come clean. At least about everything I could fit into a 55 minutes session. 

It started by mentioning my new diagnoses of bipolar depression and the meds that I was taking, and her being concerned because from what I’ve told her in all my other sessions, she didn’t feel that was the right treatment plan. She had even said in the past that she was unsure of the bpd diagnosis that I received in a partial hospitalization program. 

I knew in this moment I needed to open up, and things started to make sense for her, and I can finally work on getting the actual therapy I need. 

Therapy will only help if you are honest.