Therapists ... a blessing or a curse?

I've found myself in a place where I feel I need a therapist and I can honestly say I never saw this coming. I have always been the first person to think they are a complete and utter waste of time. This was normally always followed by a why?

Well there are always the obvious answers everyone throws out, the fact that they will only listen to you as it's their job or my biggest issue, the idea of opening up to a complete stranger. The funny thing is that this last reason I gave is now also the reason why I want to see a therapist. I realised that this is now appealing, the fact that a person is willing to sit down and listen to my problems without judgement since I too am a stranger to them.

The fact that I still have not picked up the phone and made an appointment makes me think that I am still not convinced on therapists and the fact of the matter is I am not sure I would even be truthful or honest about the problems I am going through. When one admits to troubles, it is the day you can no longer pretend they do not exist. The day you decide you need to see someone is the day you decide that something is wrong in your life which has to be rectified.

As I am writing this I realised that perhaps we should all visit a therapist once in our lifetime, that way we can make up our own mind and see what they are all about, perhaps find it beneficial and stress relieving or perhaps I will walk in and walk out convinced that they were a waste of time and money. At the end of the day, we all love being right! The other question is who do you see, how do you "shop" for a therapist, do you ask others to recommend one or do you set off to Google and let them decide for you instead?

I guess I need to see for myself and give this a try as it may turn out to be the best thing I ever did for myself!