Recently diagnosed and in my 30s. I’ve always felt like everybody else have received a user manual that I’ve never gotten. A user manual on how to be human and how to interact with other humans. It’s especially interacting with people that trigger my anxiety. I explained this to my psychologist. Her initial response was that I didn’t seem like I had any issues interacting with her, so either that wasn’t true or I’m just really good at pretending. Now I’m sitting here, going over what she said, second guessing myself, and I just don’t know. This was relatively early on in my session, so I think she understood my anxiety later on. She definitely opened my eyes regarding being more aware of my own needs.
I don’t know. Now I just have this nagging feeling of maybe I’m faking my anxiety in regards to socializing.
This. It’s not a great thing to say. I’m not sure what they were trying to say but how it is coming across is borderline inappropriate imo.
That being said I am on my third different pysch. My problems and concerns haven’t changed but the first two either didn’t take it seriously or focused solely on my anxiety which was making me anxious in my appointments because I felt trapped and unheard. I actually have decent comping mechanisms, but he “has been diagnosing and treating anxiety for 20 years so he knows what it looks like”. Ok sure but I’m asking for help with other problems treating just anxiety is not helpful.
So long story short. If you don’t mesh with your doctor then find a new one. It’s frustrating to have to start over but worth it when you get someone you feel truly understands and listens to you.
That comment did segway in to her asking me whether or not I have any ideas of why and when I felt the need to mask, and other than that one comment I did not feel uncomfortable talking to her as a psychologist. I did feel uncomfortable due to it being a social interaction with another human being. But she didn’t make me feel like I am wrong for not wanting to make eye contact. She didn’t make me feel wrong for not liking last minute changes. She was accepting of the fact that I have different needs. Needs I didn’t know I have. I think my brain - being as wonderful as always - zoomed in on a comment and just ran with it. She probably could have worded it better, though.