For some time, I was referred to an assortment of psychiatrists. I was diagnosed with a severe clinical depression. I don't really think the therapy helped correct the problem. It seemed the problem was "situational depression", and when I got away from the source of the problem, I was immediately on the mend.
The point of this post is that when I was treated by psychotherapy, (talking rather than anti-depressant meds), I particularly enjoyed the sense of being "in the confessional". I am not of the Catholic faith, so never had experienced the concept of unburdening oneself to a non-judgmental individual. (Well, that may vary between priests, but I don't think they are supposed to judge.)
In any event,I had this great sense of freedom, wherein I felt I could tell the therapist absolutely anything. And, in fact, I did. He never showed any surprise, or left me with the feeling that I was somehow mentally unstable. As I recall, I didn't dwell on the kinkier aspects of my personality, but we did stray into areas that I could not have broached to any other soul.
Which brings me to Zity. I am new here, but I have opinions on just about anything, (as should be evident from the flurry of posts I have submitted.) I love the sense of "speaking" to a sympathetic group, and a group considerably more experienced and knowledgeable than I am. My kinks are (IMO) not all that out of the mainstream, but they're mine and I love them 🙄 This is a more satisfying place to "unburden" myself, that a therapist's office.
Good grief, when the mainstream media does articles on "The 10 most Popular Kinks" much of our behaviour will soon be normal dinner table conversation.
I applaud the people who are responsible for this welcoming environment, and hope it goes from strength to strength.
CAVEAT: This is written slightly tongue-in-cheek. For God's sake, if you are being treated for a serious mental illness, don't substitute Zity for a mental health professional.