Disclaimer: Please note that the information in this article is based on personal experience. I am not a professional in mental health or therapy.
About my therapist : Calm, quiet man in his 40s? (I’m guessing) He mostly listens to me, and gives full on eye-contact which I mostly don’t return.
About me : Anxiety, Depression, and sometimes Panic disorder. Familiar with depression and sadness, but not so much with emotions like anger or rage. I isolate myself from people in the world, and act happy to keep myself from having depressed thoughts. I grew up in a middle class household, with parents who relied on me a lot both financially and emotionally.
Why I went in the first place : I have been suffering from depression for a long time, but coming back to Korea, I would not be able to ride the subway or full buses without going through a panic attack. The toll that my mother’s illness had on me was a bit overbearing. The final time, I had to get off 3 times on a 40-minute ride. When I couldn’t do these basic things (like getting on public transportation) that’s when I decided to visit the psychiatrist.
What has changed : I figured out that I mother the people around me. I was aware that I am a sensitive person, but I didn’t know that I took other people’s emotions as my burden. I also found that anger was an issue that overwhelms me. Also something I could accept, because I don’t really get mad at other people. Or rather, I don’t express my anger toward other people.
What medications do I take : Xanax was added to my prescription today, just for emergencies.