A therapist’s office is supposed to be a safe place. We’re supposed to be able to talk about our deepest fears, the secrets we can’t tell anyone else, and be able to get help for the struggles that are impeding our lives.
It’s sad to think that there are many people who have gotten the opposite of help in that setting, but these 14 people have definitely heard some pretty horrible things from the mouths of people who were supposed to help.
14. That woman should lose her license.
When I was about 8 or 9 years old I went to see a counselor who was supposed help me deal with being repeatedly molested when I was younger. The bitch kept asking me “But didn’t it feel good? It felt good right? Just admit it felt good.” etc. until I was a sobbing mess. When i told my mom she refused to take me back, thankfully.
To answer a couple of questions:
I am female and the therapist was also female, which made it all the more difficult to deal with, coming from a woman.
It was over 30 years ago and yes, I did eventually find a great therapist who helped me deal with things.
I am in a wonderful place in my life now with an amazing husband who is always there for me, no matter what and is a great comfort on my occasional bad days. Never pushing and always willing to listen. He is a truly beautiful and kind soul <3
I know I am one of the lucky ones among survivors of assault, being able to trust again, and am thankful there are so many kind people like all of you. Lots of love to you all 🙂 <3
13. A grown up bully.
At that time, I moved from Berdsk (a small city in the region) to Novosibirsk. In the new school, preventive conversations were held with a psychologist, all the children told about their dreams, hobbies and shared their views on life. I said that I love rock and would like to spend my youth traveling or working.
Apparently, the psychologist was not impressed. In front of the whole class, she said: “Are you from Berdsk? That explains why you’re so weird. Everything in your city is not of this world (interpretation of an offensive phrase in Russian, hinting that you are crazy).”
12. Best to just let that one go.
I was dealing with a lot of family issues at the time and my ex had just broken up with me that week so I was taking it fairly hard.
My therapist said “it’s because they found someone better” and when I said no and tried to explain she just dug in deeper that my ex had dumped me because they found someone better than me.
11. That doesn’t seem right.
I had a psychiatrist who was convinced I was anorexic even though I wasn’t.
It really sucked because my therapist and my psychiatrist worked at the same company and they had a policy where they don’t help people with eating disorders.
So even though I went to a specialist and they confirmed I didn’t have an eating disorder I was still banned from that facility and lost my long term therapist.
10. No one could blame him.
Not me but my late Father and I am still pissed off. My brother, his only son, had a nervous breakdown after our Mother died. He was good, through and through. It was like losing two people at once. My Father believed sadly, that my brother would find his way home but he never lived to see him again. We know he’s alive out there.
Now, I worked in a funeral home that assisted the coroner’s office. If someone passes away, they can take the fingerprints to identify them. Bottom line is, there are many ways that they can identify a deceased person.
My Father was a trucker, blue collar kinda guy. When he lost his leg, he lost his ability to work and he hated it. I am convinced he would have preferred to die in his truck. A provider. But, he was a good father and loved his children.
The therapist asked why he was depressed and he said he misses his son. She said, “you know there’s a good chance he’s been dead for a while. Yet you’ve continued to live.” He was quiet when we got into the car and I knew something was wrong. Finally he told me.
I called the therapist and asked her where the f*ck she got off putting that idea in his head. The man had lost enough. He refused further counseling. Who could blame him.
9. That’s definitely awkward.
Nothing..she fell asleep in her chair while writing notes….I was talking about the death of my parents.
I was 16. Never went to another therapist.
8. Good instincts, kid.
That my dad was in hell after committing suicide. I was 12. I ran out of there faster than anything.
7. Not really funny.
My therapist would literally order a meal and eat it right in front of me while literally saying nothing.
She did that for the entire year I wasted with her, just watching this lady eat her food while saying nothing, only to then give me snarky and 2 word replies.
I want my year back lol.
6. They trusted him.
My uncle is a minister.
He announced at an 18 yr. old kid’s funeral (he committed suicide after struggling for years with profound depression, but was dissuaded from seeing a psych or taking meds because they were “from the devil” and only given “prayer counseling”) and announced what a shame it was that the kid was burning in hell.
In front of the whole damn family.
My mom saw a shrink the year my brother almost died from a lung infection, she had had a miscarriage, and her husband lost his leg in an accident (all within about 4 months’ time).
The shrink asked, “Have you considered that maybe God hates you?”
4. That’s not how this works.
Go back to work, you’ll be fine, you don’t need different meds.
3 times being sent home and psych ward visit later.
3. You can’t come back from that.
14, telling my shrink about how I was bullied in school.
“Do they make fun of your nose?”
And thats how I found out I have a big nose.
2. Not the greatest start.
A couple of years ago, my partner was trying to find a therapist. In the first few appointments, this woman told her that if she didn’t start doing certain things, I’d “burn out” and leave her.
I’d never spoken to this woman in my life and she knew nothing about me.
My girlfriend never went back (after she struggled for a few weeks thinking it might be true before telling me what she said).
1. You never want to stun a therapist into silence.
“Well, you have a lot going there…” followed by an awkward silence and nothing helpful.
It was my first time ever opening up on that level.
I’m appalled, y’all, and it’s hard to appall me these days.
If you’ve been stunned by a therapist, share the story of what happened in the comments.