"Have you considered that you may be too depressed for therapy," and, "EMDR is more for singular trauma. You have too many for this to work," are my absolute wins in therapy.
I have since retired to the medication-only league where I continue my victorious march toward death by defeating round after round of big pharma's scientists.
I really wish that my therapists would just get to that point. They keep trying the same shit over and over again that ends up not working and, in some cases, has made things work. I've given up. Really wish they would too.
Never to late too jump ship and find a new therapist. I know that process sucks, but finding someone that gets you and can validate you makes all the difference. Drop this turd.
I've won therapy every time. It doesn't take much to figure out the two options are 1. Get my shit and sort it out or 2. Take drugs(but the legal ones).
Yesterday I explained something so bleak to my therapist she asked me if we could pause for a minute so she could think about it. I'm getting close to winning therapy I can feel it in my bones.
Yeah, bottle it up and deal with it like a man! Keep all the bad stuff and keep it out of sight and only let it come to the surface when drunk or talking in your sleep.