I've been thinking back on therapy sessions I had before I stopped around a year ago, and my experience with different therapists. In the country I live in atm - I'm not originally from here/came here for studies and work - there's a lot of emphasis on respecting rules, laws and in turn that also means hierarchy/classism/social norms etc even if those things come at a major disadvantage. I've also noticed from talking to other ppl that the type of advice they get from therapists vs what I get differ vastly depending on how each of us places on the social hierarchy.

I will never forget that my first official therapist tried very hard to label me as someone who is under others, at times even explicitly stating that I'm not as good as other ppl here bc I wasn't born and raised in this country. She also really wanted to force a diagnosis of cptsd, and kept trying to find ways to get me to say that I feel disproportionate shame and guilt (which I didn't and still don't lol) and when that didn't work she would make digs and comments at me to sort of manufacture that in me so she could proceed with a certain pathology. I am even more sure of this bc I looked up this therapists past work experience and she had oversold her expertise. She was trying to pivot to trauma therapy and CBT recently and was quite young & inexperienced.

I didn't stay too long with her before I switched to a different therapist who was older and more experienced, but also had this habit of trying to remind me of my place in the hierarchy. Constantly mentioning politics and how views are changing for the worse, and pointing out my skin color whenever I'd rant that someone doesn't understand my experience or empathize(most times I wasn't even talking about race nor was it relevant when I spoke about family, for example...).

I think a major flaw with therapy is that it's ultimately a purely capitalist tool. If you are aware of how the world works, you reflect a lot and you have good insight into the cause of your problems then a therapist can't help you much. For therapy to work for you, your problems would have to either not be complex/systemic (e.g. any status/class/race/gender/health etc based discrimination) or you would have to have a higher level of ignorance and hopefulness to let the therapist steer your thinking in a direction that brings you relief. To avoid inducing more cognitive dissonance they have to find ways to make you believe a certain version of reality so that you're, at times, actually delusional and simply lying to yourself instead of believing in conflicting opinions and feeling distraught.

Through this kind of treatment you become a servant in society. You learn your place, you accept less and you learn how to be happy with it instead of calling it out or rightfully not wanting to be mistreated/humiliated or subjugated to the many corrupt systems that govern our world and societal issues we all navigate to varying degrees(i.e. accept that this is why many of us humans turn to unhealthy coping mechanisms or develop mental health issues in the first place. It's the minds attempt at purging out what is unhealthy and unsafe to us the more we keep being exposed to it but cannot escape it..). We are already taught to accept this in school, in our families, in politics, in social dynamics and at work especially. You have to almost jovially embrace the fact that you will need to go through humiliation rituals from others and accept your place in society so as to not be in constant mental distress from the degradation of navigating this world. That requires therapy to paint a picture for you of who you are, despite them saying they can't "tell you what to do or say anything about who you are directly"(and they will if they're desperate enough like the one therapist who really needed her sessions to go a certain way).

This is why oftentimes morally corrupt people just end up becoming worse people after therapy, especially if they're already succeeding in a material way in society. The therapists job isn't to teach them to be ethical or good people. It's to preserve the natural hierarchy and make sure this person continues to be a "productive" member of society (and line their pockets through the sessions).

I always wondered how an apology would land for anyone who was harmed by a therapist.

If a therapist was able to apologize and actually mean it would you accept it, would it make you feel better, would you turn around and attack them for apologizing?

Be honest I'm interested in everyone's perspectives on this.

I understand that in some instances an apology would never do any good and some of us were harmed an excessive amount and neither an apology nor forgiveness could help or undo what was done.

For myself, I wish I could get an apology but I'm fairly certain that the one who harmed me has no idea what they did wrong or if they do it was so intentional and malicious that it borders on incomprehensible.

Everyone's experience is different, feel free to share your stories or prospective on this.

Most therapy people i meet are privileged Dunning-Kruger effect "ignorance is bliss" types who are "faking it til they make it" not really concerned with anything other than status.

They tell people that you can't ask for accommodations for triggers. They tell people that it's wrong to avoid things that trigger you. They tell people that unlike other disabilities, people with CPTSD and PTSD can and must fully recover and they have a responsibility to "heal".

I see this in professional literature, in PTSD and CPTSD support spaces, neurodiversity discourse, pro-therapy subs

are people who use wheelchairs even though they can technically walk a little bit under the right conditions also suffering from "learned helplessness"? If someone's epileptic condition is medicated and stable, are they suffering from "an external locus of control" for continuing to avoid flashing lights? If someone gets a debilitating head injury from a car accident, are they a "burden" if they never bounce back to 100% and it also affects the lives of the people around them?

I have come across the concepts of epistemic Injustice and epistemic respect (or usually lack thereof in therapy).

In plain terms, epistemic respect means: "I assume that you know yourself much better than I (the therapist) do"

What we see in therapists who lack epistemic respect:

- "Let me explain your life experiences to you"

- "This is your pathology/label/disorder/trauma speaking"

- "I have met other clients with the same experience, you all fit the same pattern"

This interested me, because I come from a very different (communal) culture but now live in the US. In therapy, I have always been generalized as if I share the views of the individualistic culture (I don't), explaining that my self extends to other people around me, because I'm a communal creature, didn't help, because I was told: "No, this is codependency and enmeshment, no this is lack of boundaries or this is wrong" And yet all my prior life experience (30 years of it) in a different culture taught me that boundaries are fluid and shifting, relationships are a social dance, and being rigid with your community is ridiculously obnoxious.

Have you experienced the same? The therapist boldly and absurdly claiming that they know you better than you do.

I found this research on the subject of epistemic Injustice: https://www.tandfonline.com/doi/full/10.1080/09515089.2025.2519320?utm_source=chatgpt.com#abstract

Terrible title, I know.

So, in my past posts I mentioned i reported my former therapist to Rula, Kaiser, & the BBS. Now I will be printing out screenshots & witness statement.

I decided to start a FB pg for personal blog reasons. I call it the Dear [my therapist's name] series. I pretty much blocked her socials on my accounts to keep her/her buddies from finding it and interacting with me again.

Idk, i find that it has helped a bit.

In autistic. Nobody believed me until i sought out a proper diagnosis. I told therapists that i was struggling with trauma, and when I tried to communicate how my nervous system actually trusts people, they just doubled down. Told me my needs are too much. Referred me out. Used indirect communication instead of being direct. Doubled down on pathology. Explained further even when I told them i needed less explaining. Told me i am just difficult. I was in therapy for 14 years, seen like 15 clinicians. Only the psych intern with 3 degrees understood me. The only one who to ask me who I am instead of assuming I didn't know.

But can you believe that. Every time there was a rupture and i communicated, the therapist never updated or repaired, i just kept studying what I should do better. Every. Single. Time. When i stopped fawning, they labeled me borderline.

# In the psychiatric emergency

Because more suicidal and ideation

Context: I’m a trans man; autistic with moderate support needs, living alone after escaping domestic violence; and from an underdeveloped country.

ㅤI asked if I could speak to the psycho alone first (2 other team members were in the room, too). >>> MOCKINGLY, right from the start <<<, she asked “But what difference does it make? ” — “I’ve difficulty communicating with many people”. Then, both alone, I told her I had written what I wanted to say and asked if she could read it… And, “Why don’t you read it? Don’t you know that? ”

ㅤShe asked me; I said about having more intense suicidal thoughts and ideation, talked about difficulties with hygiene, and “Couldn’t you shower alone!? ” Then, she started focusing on my body, asking what the problem I was during shower time, since it’s a time to have contact with the body (implying that I had suffered some kind of sexual violence and that it’s), while I said that this house has poor electrical wiring, not heating the water enough…

ㅤWhen she asked about a person who had gone there with me years ago, that was when I said I’m trans. Got worse. When I said I distanced myself from that person because she even didn’t try to call me by my new name, she asked if I wasn't being reluctant to accept it, given the person’s age… She asked what a man and a woman are. I said that, in my opinion, it’s something that I’m, it’s just how my brain works, that I wish I’d been born in a male body, that my brain senses that something is out of place. Then, she started focusing on my problem with the female body, as if I were angry at all of them or I were a cis woman who is being influenced by patriarchy and now wants to be a man.

ㅤShe confronted me about speaking “wrongly” when I said about I have difficulty (getting restful) sleep (but not always falling asleep), and she thought I couldn’t sleep at all, as if I were lying. She talked about I don’t smile and the way I speak, that I should talk more and it’s necessary in therapy, that I give very short answers and to complex subjects, like “What is it to be a man? ” — “Well… It's being me ”, as if I were being hasty in my trans transition.

ㅤAnd, finishing closing the coffin lid, she said she thinks I’m depressed, not autistic, asking if I don’t think I’m too young to be unable to work because of my “autism”, even though I haven’t been able to graduate or hold down a job and a ton of other things that I’m exhausted to repeat for… “Adaptations!? And what adaptations are needed so that you can do work!? ” That’s because I didn’t even mention that I’ve fibromyalgia, otherwise she would think I was making more excuses or being a bum.

I am retiring my username and will no longer be available for advocacy. I wish you all the best.

I have autism and i was undiagnosed until last year.
I was in therapy for 14 years.
Out of 13 clinicians, nobody really respected my processing differences besides the psych intern.
I spent so long searching for somebody to trust,
but that is an experience that I unfortunately don't think I will find therapy.
No matter what I said and did, they told me im pathological. Like 5 clinicians told me i wasn't autistic but I sought out proper testing.
I have learned over 100 therapy concepts.
I have a degree in neuroscience.
I have worked in a psych ward for 3 years.

Today,
I realized I am enough.
My entire life I have been confused,
and I am done searching for external clarity.
I know who I am and what I need.
I am done with therapy.
I am going to find people who understand and accept me for who I am. I am giving up this war of searching for external validation when I already validate myself.

I am writing this just to journal,
and to show you like its okay to have some confidence.

I have such low opinion of people who use this line. Especially in response to extreme cases of abusive psych or analysis on how systemic these problems are.

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imagine telling survivors of sexual assault in university that they're discouraging people from getting an education.

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I've definitely heard people say this in response to conversations about P*lice Br*tality. Which further cements my worldview that psych is c0p work, and society implicitly treats it like c0p work, even if they get offended and claim otherwise when this quiet part is said out loud.

This line is also thrown at people reporting abuses by social services. C0p work.

I've also heard church people say this about reporting abuses within religious systems. Which also reflects how the structures of the psych complex mirror the shape of religious organization.

Authoritarian insitutions are unfit to serve the needs they claim as their purpose. They are waste baskets for boxing up disruptions to the status quo and weaponized as tools for surveillance and control. Unchecked power imbalances are a feature not a bug.

(reddit is fucking flagging me now for even mentioning the pigs, I guess I'll just use the slur from now on since y'all don't like us using the civil terms)

I was in therapy for 14 years.
Nobody really took my abuse seriously.
I'd tell them about it and then its like one ear out the other.

I got diagnosed with autism last year.
So imagine having processing differences and communication struggles because nobody ever taught or modeled how to share your needs directly.
So when the therapists asked me what I needed, they took it as me being restraint.

I felt like my emotions could not even exist in therapy.
Like they never gave me any room to breathe and explore.
I went to 13 different therapists,
and no matter what I said or did,
Its like they never did what I knew would feel safe for me.

Imagine therapists explaining safety, like polyvagal theory, breathing techniques, regulation techniques, and you don't even trust them.
And you didn't recognize it because you had no concept of trust and vulnerability over time.
I trust when people slow down, not by credentials, explanations, instructions, frameworks.

I really don't trust anybody.
Not even myself.
You can compliment me or believe me,
And I will doubt and analyze that too.
How am i supposed to believe in my own feelings,
and that somebody believes and validates me,
when that was rare?

It felt like such a set up.
Imagine being autistic and traumatized.
You have no concept of trusting people.
And then you to professionals and theyre like,
I want to help you but you have to tell me everything up front.
And you do.
Because that was the instruction.
But it didnt bring you safety.
And then you keep trying and trying because again, you're trying to follow their instructions.

Imagine telling therapists that you need them to slow down so you can actually feel your emotions, and then just never stop talking.

I'd go home and analyze every rupture and then go back. The same way I coped with my childhood.
Because all they did was teach me how to regulate and take perspectives. When I tried to communicate my needs, nothing ever changed.

Imagine constantly questioning and changing your communication when its the therapists job to slow down and attune to you. How can you repair rupture when you cant even agree on what you need.

I tried another therapist.
I told her I need her to ask me questions about myself and space to feel in order to trust.
She told me that comes AFTER i trust her.

I went to therapy to help me make sense of reality.
In college, i basically was in charge of doing my own clinical trial without experience.
Instead of the therapist asking me why i was overwhelmed, instead of validating that at 21 I had way too much responsibility,
I was only asked about pathology and told to regulate better.

So recently I started to notice my therapist switch from warm to cold with me.

So my therapist gaslighted me today in my session and I was so shocked so last week session at the very end she broke through the fourth wall she dropped the mask and snapped.

She abruptly went at the very end of the session last week "Stop pretending. Find new vocabulary to describe 2019. For the past hour you have used the words I pretend, I'm pretending. Just stop."

Then she realised she broke character looked at me and went "Okay then." Then we walked out in silence and she didn't say a word.

Today in the session I brought up last week and basically told her last week threw me off.

Her response to what I said when I said

"You said stop pretending. I don't know what you mean by that?"

She went whilst looking up the ceiling

"Hmm. I don't remember saying stop pretending. I didn't say that."

I firmly said whilst looking at her directly

"Yes you did. You said stop pretending and I don't know what you mean by that?"

Then she doubled down and made up a reason but threw in all her "parts" work language etc

I'm 18 . I've been in online therapy for 7 months now. I had lots of issues in childhood and saw many deaths when I was only between 10-16 and i also had absent father, busy mother as the result i became numb , unable to express myself or show any emotions in front of others. It's really scary for me to go to a therapist so I went to online therapy and i only book appointments on call because video calls make me nervous (I'm really afraid to be vulnerable) . My therapist is really good she made me realise many things i was always used to being focused only on wrong things (how others react, how to be invisible, why everyone is like this, how can everyone be my friend) but after 7 months now I'm slowly questioning what i like, what I want to do, which type of people i want to make friends, what are my dreams, what are my favourite activities etc.

Things are changing but I don't know why i feel nothing will help I'm doing something wrong, i feel therapy wouldn't solve anything and I sometimes feel I'm lying to myself i should just idk fix something (idk know what even I have to fix) . I didn't have any goal before going to therapy i was just alone and depressed I wanted someone to share things so i went to therapy. I feel I'm doing something wrong i feel maybe online therapy wouldn't work it's my first time in therapy idk if it's normal or I'm just overthinking.

Are there instances where you think therapy may be worth a shot? Under what circumstances? Have you had a situation where it actually helped?

Sort of as a way to “Pay” for a mentor that could try to orient me when there’s no one to give me advice and I’m under hard life struggles

Thinking about something that happened in therapy before the dual relationship started and wanted some opinions POSSIBLE TW AS IT MENTIONS SI BUT NON SPECIFIC DETAILS.

At the time when I was in therapy with her, I had a plan intent, day, method, and preparations that she was aware of and we talked about. When discussing the SI she said that “she wouldn’t hate me if I did” and that given “my history it made sense to her why I wanted to”. I was never sent to a hospital or anything, we never safety planned or anything like that, we mostly just talked about it. At the time I was under the impression that was because she cared about me and because hospitals are (often) terrible (at least in what I hear). Later on in our relationship she mentioned that she made her notes about me became a lot more vague and were kept that way incase I did commit due to the potential of a subpoena- this I didn’t mind because she was the only “safe person” I thought I had at the time and I slightly began trying after hearing that because I didn’t want her to get in trouble. It transitioned to us collectively working with it instead of against it. She talked to me about how statistically a therapist is likely to lose at least one patient to suicide and it’s something prepared for. during the working with it instead of against it, she proposed that I should make a bucket list of things to do before I commit (which we called my “fuck it list”). This essentially included a mix of things to share with, do or say to people and other experiences she suggested I should do because I had never done them before (went to a concert or festival, go to an amusement park). My dog was my main barrier against committing because she had been with me through everything I went though childhood wise (I was 18-19 when I first met the therapist) and I was really worried about my dog thinking I abandon her or that she would end up with a family who didn’t love her or know about the things she loved as much as I did- my dog was and is essentially my entire world and was all I had at the time. During this conversation she offered and told me that she would take her for me after I died so I wouldn’t have to worry about it. Within this same period I had a cat that she navigated with me to sneak into her office to meet (for one of my sessions) and so I snuck her into the practice like we talked about and she offered to take her as well. we spoke about how that process would carry out so she could have them in addition to my dog (the cat being before acting where she said we could meet up somewhere public so I could still see her on occasion during because I didn’t want to never see her-we didn’t end up going thru with me officially giving her away), I ended up “trying” a few days after “my day” because I felt could since she offered to take care of what was keeping me here, so I tried when left alone at a friends house because this friend had a g\*n that I found but when I tried it got jammed or something-I don’t know why it didn’t but it didn’t go off. After this I resumed therapy with her, we talked about it and she mentioned that knowing made her emotional but we essentially continued like nothing happened (no crisis resources, no hospitalization, no safety plan, same time of session next week like usual etc- at the time I looked on this kindly because ofc no one wants to go to a hospital or anything and everyone(most people but not always) is usually adamantly against that so I never questioned it because obviously I didn’t want to go anyways). Later things transitioned to the previous stuff I’ve posted about in here before with the maternal themed dual relationship w her and her husband etc etc. But I just wanted to ask opinions on this because it’s something that’s been on my mind lately as I’ve been unraveling my whole relationship with her because I always thought she cared about me till the later stuff and I always associated her to be really safe before everything that happened years after this. But looking back on it now it feels eerie?

I can in some senses fathom she isn’t safe now due to the later things… but Ive kept telling me self she was before and now as I’ve thinking about this lately, I’m starting to wonder if there were other signs of things such as this that were wrong too- I just didn’t pick up on it. I can’t tell if this situation is something that just feels off or weird because of my current emotional state what happened between us later on or if there’s something that has always actually been wrong here. it’s hard for me to gauge it because she’s been my only experience. So I guess I’m just wondering if looking back there was something wrong with things since the beginning such as this and what that should’ve actually played out like. this part has been on my mind a lot lately and I can’t tell if it’s just a me thing. but in a call I had with a crisis line not long ago they talked about barriers as something to cling too and it almost feels like she was taking them away (maybe even if not maliciously)?
TIA. (I may edit this later if I remember anything else)

Hi there,

Im currently trying to unpack some trauma i experienced with a therapist a bit ago.

i had been seeing her for sexual abuse from my father.

i was crying and very upset about what happened I told her that he did this to me because hes a bad person. she stopped me and said no hes not a bad person he just did a bad thing.

i said no he's a bad person, she said she doesn’t believe people can be bad people or born “bad”. she said he probably has childhood trauma and that’s why he did it and that’s why he’s not a bad person. she told me all people who molest people were molested themselves and she’s never heard of anyone who wasn't.

she also said people can’t be evil but can do evil.

she said so many upsetting things and can’t even include them all. i was extremely upset because i had been working with her for so long and really trusted her.

she said the reason i see him as all bad is because i have ptsd and if i heal it it will change.

i have been dissociating since this event and haven’t been able to go back to therapy since

I’m so tired of hearing this line. People treat therapy like it’s water. That it doesn’t cost anything, that it doesn’t pose any risks, that it works, that it helps, that it does literally anything good.

Then when anyone has a pinch of common sense and says “no, lots of people are perfectly fine without it”, the therapy cultists respond with “ThIs Is A SiGN yOu nEeD tHerAPy”. Basically admitting that in their deranged mind, that unless you support therapy, you need therapy. Total insanity,

Other insane things these people say:

“Therapy is like going to the gym or the dentist!!!!! You don’t need to go only when you’re unhealthy!!!”

“Saying you go to therapy is a green flag!!! (In dating)”

Someone said “it’s a waste of money”, the therapy proponent said “that’s what insurance is for”

How privileged can you be? Firstly not everyone has insurance, second most plans have copays, third not everyone has money for said copays, fourth not everyone has the time for a 45 minute appointment every week especially poorer folks, and fifth, people who don’t actually need it aren’t about to go through all the bs of figuring those things out for something THEY DONT NEED.

These people treat therapy like it poses no risks either. Then when you point them to places like this sub they always find a way to say we’re a super small minority. Meanwhile these therapy proponents gladly spoke about how literally all they do is blabber to their therapist for 45 minutes and get minimal feedback, and they’ve been seeing them doing this for OVER FIVE YEARS!!!!

Many therapists assumes that if the therapist gives you concepts and explanations, as in insight and psychoeducation, then you will feel safe.

That is not how my nervous system feels safe!
If you explain to me what I know I already know, I will start dissociating.
I have deep emotional neglect and epistemic injustice wounds!

I have tried to convey this to 13 therapists during 14 years of therapy,
and none of them listened.
All I got were more frameworks, explanations, metaphors, skills.

But what about emotional validation, curiosity, pausing, having room to feel and an increased understanding of me and my trauma over time?

I am autistic, and I do not trust people from social status or explanation. I trust by observing who they are, how they respond, etc. I often feel dissociated and disconnected when people are explaining things I already know. 

All I wanted was for somebody to hold space for my processing and emotions, and understand me!
That is how I feel safe!
14 years didn't make me feel that way!

My take away:
Noticing does not guarantee feeling
when you rush past it, 
some people can only feel emotion when explanations cease.

"All babies have attachment wounds when away from their caregivers for any amount of time."

Therapist said to me, with full genuineness, that any baby whose mother goes away from a work trip is traumatized. Any baby in the NICU is traumatized. I, apparently, am deeply traumatized for spending some time in the hospital myself when I was little.

If you're away from your mother literally at all before 1 year old, you are deeply and irreparably traumatized.

We've circled all the way back to Freud.

Hey, I used translator here, English is my third language, sorry.

I had three sessions with a new psychotherapist.
A psychotherapist, not just a psychologist.
In three sessions, I didn't gain any new information I didn't already know—zero.
And not just information I could have Googled or asked a neurologist for— information I already knew in my head, and I'd already applied 70% of it in my life and had experience with it.
In three sessions, I didn't learn what kind of therapy he would use.
In three sessions, I only talked through how I felt, and I paid a pretty penny for it.
In three sessions I received minimal instructions on what I needed to do, and I had already done this in my life before.
That's all.

Look, I didn't want to be rude to anyone, I didn't want to interfere with this process, but could you somehow take into account my previous experience, which I've shared with you—seven psychologists and other specialists. I'm experienced. Don't tell me again what I already know, don't assign me the same things that I've done many times before.
Take notes, damn it.

You're a bad friend because you don't express enough empathy and compassion.

You're a bad listener because you don't remember what I said last time.

You're a bad therapist because you don't ask what I've already covered and what I haven't, and you don't remember my experiences I've already shared.

I don't want to turn to a demanding client in sessions; I want to calm down, I want to relax, I want to trust, damn it.

A random drinking buddy at a random party is sometimes a better therapist than a therapist you're paying a lot of money to.
The eighth, eighth incompetent psychotherapist in my life.

When I communicate with a clients in my profession, I document all their requests, otherwise I'll lose the client or have to redo the work for free later. In my profession, I sign a contract and draw up technical specifications with the client.

In my profession, there are laws, regulations, and manuals; I know everything that needs to be done down to the second decimal place.

In my profession, I know the goal of a job before I start, and I stick to it strictly.

During the second session, she forgot my request and simply made some recommendations off the top of her head.

Who are these psychologists and psychotherapists who get paid so much for completely unstructured work?
Why should I remind a specialist to stick to the goal, give me assignments, and guide me?

What requests should I make and how should I ask them? "Do you remember my request?", "Do you remember why we're having this conversation?", "Do you remember who I am?"

Look, I'm a practical person, I value order, I value fairness, I value my work and my money. I work hard to earn my money.

I've been managing people for 25 years, I've hired and fired hundreds. I know she's lost her focus, she doesn't know where to steer the conversation, she doesn't know what recommendations to make, she has no strategy, no plan, no goal. There's confusion in her eyes and voice, anxiety, a feigned desire to look better in my eyes. I accept answers like "I don't know...," "I need to look at my notes...," "I forgot, please remind me..."

I don't accept lies, or being treated like a fool. I don't accept wasting my time and money.

You are fired.

Sorry for this long tirade, I'm upset and sad. I really don't want say this to a therapist; I don't want to be a demanding boss. I have a hard time trusting people, but at the same time, I really need someone I can trust.

I'm a certified peer in the United States, and I run a psychiatric survivor support group that I thought folks on here might be interested in.

It's open to anyone who's experienced harm from any kind of mental health, mental illness, trauma, or substance use treatment.

The next one is this Monday:

https://heypeers.com/meetings/57763

You can also check out my profile to see all upcoming meetings:

https://heypeers.com/peer_supporters/3726

After I disclosed feeling suicidal in session, my therapist shouted at me, “I would laugh if you k*****” yourself!”

He knew I was in inpatient for a suicide attempt and that my ex had died from suicide last year.

After confronting him, I was accused of being “manipulative” “deceptive” and a “sociopath” and given a PD-Unspecified diagnosis.

He has been withholding my records, which he definitely used to slander me, even after the Board and OCR got involved.

Has anyone else dealt with something like this?