I've been to a few Psychologists, and two Psychiatrists.
I asked the first one about his fee. I went in not knowing. I had this horrid anxiety that just wouldn't go away. He says, "pay me what you think I'm worth."
I was in such angony, but did't want to piss this guy off. He had a good reputation. He offered no medication, and had this rediculious theory my anxiety was post traumatic syndrome from the '88 earthquake.
Anyway ge told me his fee was $450.00. I paid it and left.
I saw a Phd. Psychologist I found in the yellow pages. I talked and talked. I cried, and cried. Nothing was stopping the daily anxiety.
I ended up finding a Psychiatrist who didn't rape me on price. He put me on two very addictive drugs, and I've been on them decades. The mandatory appointments are tedious. I get absolutely nothing out of them. I've been on the same dose, so I think i'm just addicted, and any perceived pharmaceutical help
is placebo.
Anyway--unless you hear voices (really bad voices that are bothering you greatly I added that tidbit about voices because they found schizophrenics do better long term without meds), or ready to commit suicide; I would stay away from the entire profession.
Oh yea, in your twenties and thirties, they are rough decades. If you don't bust a gasket consider yourself lucky.
If I had a do over, I don't think I would have ever seeked help. It's kinda a joke. It's definitely an art.
I asked the first one about his fee. I went in not knowing. I had this horrid anxiety that just wouldn't go away. He says, "pay me what you think I'm worth."
I was in such angony, but did't want to piss this guy off. He had a good reputation. He offered no medication, and had this rediculious theory my anxiety was post traumatic syndrome from the '88 earthquake.
Anyway ge told me his fee was $450.00. I paid it and left.
I saw a Phd. Psychologist I found in the yellow pages. I talked and talked. I cried, and cried. Nothing was stopping the daily anxiety.
I ended up finding a Psychiatrist who didn't rape me on price. He put me on two very addictive drugs, and I've been on them decades. The mandatory appointments are tedious. I get absolutely nothing out of them. I've been on the same dose, so I think i'm just addicted, and any perceived pharmaceutical help is placebo.
Anyway--unless you hear voices (really bad voices that are bothering you greatly I added that tidbit about voices because they found schizophrenics do better long term without meds), or ready to commit suicide; I would stay away from the entire profession.
Oh yea, in your twenties and thirties, they are rough decades. If you don't bust a gasket consider yourself lucky.
If I had a do over, I don't think I would have ever seeked help. It's kinda a joke. It's definitely an art.