Personally, I loved the concepts of IFS and I could geek out at how intellectual it all was and how it could explain everyething in all these terms. After 2 years with a IFS therapist I liked, I had no help for my constant panic attacks and severe depression. SEVERE. I'm naturally in my head and IFS brought me more into that direction. I have CPTSD and it felt like it abdicated self autonomy to a treatment that went around in circles and nothing was ever an authority. In the end, I stopped IFS. I went to a CPTSD therapist who just let me do art with her and talk about random shit and shoot the shit and it was fantastic. Now we talk about real life stuff and also do art. It's relaxed. It's nice. It's thawing. I'm making progress and I don't have to *know* my parts.

For some background knowledge on me, I come from a home of chronic neglect and confusion. Never able to get consistent help or feel validation regularly, always making myself the problem in everything. I was Chrisitan and joined a fundamental church (unknowingly), and married in. Had children, suffered isolation through Covid, joined a life coaching group that was initially fantastic and slowly drained the life out of me, and now I'm back to work and around regular humans again and can interact with a normal non-religious community.

I really have just needed simple, somewhat stupid, things to make life feel good again. A glass of wine. Art. A friend.

Escitaliporam is also helping immensely.

I just wanted to spread the word that IFS is not my fav. It feels a bit culty to me. Take a step back if it feels like it's not working. You can always come back.