That's exactly my experience with therapy. The therapist I visited didn't listen at all, but the moment I said I didn't have a job that was all he could talk about.
It's like, motherfucker, you're confusing cause and effect: I'm not depressed because I don't have a job, I don't have a job because I'm depressed. How is a job supposed to help me if I can't keep it when this episode of depression is fucking with me?
That's exactly my experience with therapy. The therapist I visited didn't listen at all, but the moment I said I didn't have a job that was all he could talk about.
It's like, motherfucker, you're confusing cause and effect: I'm not depressed because I don't have a job, I don't have a job because I'm depressed. How is a job supposed to help me if I can't keep it when this episode of depression is fucking with me?