I recently did an intake session with a new therapist. Actually, two intake sessions a week apart because at the first one I responded “I don’t know” to every single question. I was overwhelmed and didn’t feel capable of answering. Luckily, she recognized that and we did the intake again the following week.
That time,
even though I still struggled to answer most of the questions, she asked me a
question that’s been helpful ever since. When I responded “I don’t know,” many
times, she decided she needed an answer to one of the questions. She said,
“What would the answer be if you did know?”
In the
moment, I was frustrated by the question. I knew she was just asking the same
question, hoping to make me actually think a little bit and answer. (I didn’t.
I feel bad about it, I appreciate that she was trying to help, but I couldn’t.)
But looking
back now, I’m so grateful for the question, and I’ve used it myself since. I’ve
been struggling to come up with some projects for work because my boss wants me
to be “excited” by them. Which I find comical, the idea that I would be excited
about work, when I haven’t felt excited about anything from my depression. But
he doesn’t know that. This week, when I sat down to work on them, instead of
asking myself what I found exciting, or even what might be interesting, I said
to myself, “What if it was interesting? What would it look like then?” That
way, instead of just having the annoying thoughts “I don’t care,” I could get
my brain to actually think about the question. Maybe I didn’t find it
interesting, but I could certainly brainstorm some questions that could be
interesting.
I’ve also
found it helpful in getting myself to do tasks around my apartment. Sometimes,
with depression, everything feels overwhelming and I don’t know where to start.
Something like cleaning the kitchen just feels like too much, so I end up
sitting on the floor not doing it. The other day, I was washing the dishes, and
I really didn’t want to do it. I couldn’t get out of the mindset of “this is
stupid. I don’t want to.” So I asked myself, “What if it was done? What if you
had a clean kitchen?”
I also have
struggled with low appetite with depression, and find it hard to get myself to
eat. I’ve been letting myself eat whatever’s easiest to make, but yesterday
when I drove back from the grocery store I thought about how ‘unhealthy’ the
food was that I’d been eating- I knew that it wasn’t food that would make me
feel my best. I asked myself, “What would it look like if I ate like I wanted
to eat? And if I ate like I cared about my body?” Just by asking those two
questions, I realized that I needed more fruits and vegetables.
This
question certainly won’t solve everything. But it can be a good reminder that
thoughts are just thoughts, and they aren’t always true. It can help me find
answers that I know I know, I just can’t see right now under the depression.
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