Hi Florals,
Thanks for posting about your progress. Well done for sticking with the therapy. It will get easier after a while.
Re: your question about crying, I'll tell you about how I felt during my course of CBT, and then I'll tell you about a big crying scene I had in the past.
By the time I started a course of Cognitive Behavioural Therapy (CBT) with Exposure and Response Prevention (ERP) Therapy, I had already (finally, after having it for maybe 30 years) realized that I had OCD. I had been tortured by the thoughts for at least 20 years, and to a lesser degree for 30 years. I lived with the guilt, and the shame, and the terrible burden of knowing that I was a "monster" for all those years, and my life felt like Hell. When I finally realized that I had OCD, it lifted a lot of the weight from my shoulders. I wasn't a monster -- I just had an illness called OCD.
Once I started to read about OCD (and I devoured several OCD books in quick succession) I found that OCD is well documented and well understood now, and I could see that I was a textbook OCD sufferer. That was an enormous relief for me. Finally, after 30 years of torture, I knew what the problem was.
So by the time I got to see a properly trained CBT therapist, at the start of a long course of CBT therapy for my OCD, I was incredibly relieved. I finally knew what the problem was, and from reading a number of OCD books (which all, by and large, agree with each other about what OCD is, and how it can be effectively treated), I knew that I was going to get better.
Because I understood (finally) what OCD is, and what the treatment consisted of, I didn't get upset during the course of CBT. In fact, it was the opposite. I built up a great relationship with my CBT therapist, and in fact my CBT sessions soon became the best part of my week. I looked forward to each session, because I knew that I wouldn't be made to do anything I didn't want to do, and that each week I would learn a little bit more about my illness, and how to get better.
So I never cried during my course of CBT. In fact, my therapist and I often laughed and joked through the sessions, and it was very very relaxed, like two old friends chatting. (I was usually more anxious in between the sessions, when I was trying to do my homework, my exposure tasks -- by myself.)
In contrast to this, I'll tell you about the first time that I went to see my GP about my depression. I was in my early twenties back then, and I finally worked up the nerve to go and see my GP. (I was feeling suicidal a lot of the time, and felt that I couldn't cope with life, and was really at the end of my rope.) My depression and OCD had never been diagnosed, and everyone around me thought that I was a content, average person, with no big problems. (I was hiding all of my mental torment.) I went to my GP, and calmly told him that I was depressed, and that I really wanted to be referred to a psychiatrist, to talk to someone about my thoughts, and thought I wanted to be given some anti-depressants quickly, as I was depressed.
Because I was so calm and considered in the way I described this to my GP, he told me that he didn't think I was very depressed, and that I didn't need any anti-depressants, and I didn't need to see anyone. I just needed to get some exercise, and I'd be okay in a couple of weeks. (Or something along those lines.) At this point, I broke down in tears and started howling like a wounded animal, sobbing and trying to talk, but basically jabbering on in a totally unintelligible way for the next 5 minutes, with floods of tears streaming down my face, trembling and shaking, and sounding like the craziest person in the world.
At which point, my GP quickly wrote out a prescription for Prozac (Fluoxetine), and hurriedly typed up a referral to a psychiatrist to see me ASAP.
That was years ago, and I saw a series of mental health professionals -- none of whom correctly diagnosed my OCD. (I didn't open up enough, and didn't know what OCD was, so I didn't help myself out, at the time.) So my torment continued for another ten years or more...
So don't be embarassed about crying in front of your therapist. They really have seen it all before. (And a lot worse.) Day in and day out, GPs and therapists see people who are tortured and tormented by their mental health problems, and are in a terrible state. (I certainly was, back then.)
My personal experience of CBT and ERP, once I had been diagnosed as suffering from OCD (I worked it out myself, by reading the right books, and then got a diagnosis from my CBT therapist) was that it took several months of weekly CBT sessions; with exposure tasks set as homework every week for me to do by myself, if I was able to; and further tasks done with the CBT therapist during some of the sessions. And after several months of this hard work, my OCD started to improve.
Two or three sessions of CBT only barely scratched the surface, for me. It was after about 10 or 12 sessions that I started to feel myself making big progress, and we did a total of 20 sessions, each lasting about 90 minutes. (And I did homework by myself in between each of the 20 sessions.)
So it wasn't a quick fix -- but it did work.
So I hope you stick with it, Florals. I'm sure you'll be glad if you do.
Take care.