tphillips117
Silver Member
Ok, so get this: I've been interviewing therapists. It's not been an easy process, but this last guy has taken the cake. I'd of laughed for sure, if I hadn't been crying.
So, I walk in. I sit down. Music is playing in the waiting area (no receptionist). Even though the classical music is on, I can hear EVERYTHING that is said with the client he has in the room. Finally he comes out. I immediately know this guy is not it. But I drove all that way, I figured I might as well give it a chance. Uh, yeah. Big mistake.
Therapist: "Are you going to tell me why you are here, or would you like me to sit here all day and guess?"
As I start my story, he keeps interrupting me. Then he makes a suggestion. He tells me to write a letter to a person who is nearly unrelated to my story. When I questioned how he thought that would help, he said "Why are you coming here if you're not going to take my advice?" He then called me stubborn and stood up and asked me in a demeaning tone "I'd like to know what's in this for me?" I have no idea what that meant, and I didn't stick around long enough to find out. I was so stressed out by the interaction that I started crying and got up and walked out.
Wow, please kill me now, if this is how finding a new therapist is going to be. I'm not going to make it.
So, I walk in. I sit down. Music is playing in the waiting area (no receptionist). Even though the classical music is on, I can hear EVERYTHING that is said with the client he has in the room. Finally he comes out. I immediately know this guy is not it. But I drove all that way, I figured I might as well give it a chance. Uh, yeah. Big mistake.
Therapist: "Are you going to tell me why you are here, or would you like me to sit here all day and guess?"
As I start my story, he keeps interrupting me. Then he makes a suggestion. He tells me to write a letter to a person who is nearly unrelated to my story. When I questioned how he thought that would help, he said "Why are you coming here if you're not going to take my advice?" He then called me stubborn and stood up and asked me in a demeaning tone "I'd like to know what's in this for me?" I have no idea what that meant, and I didn't stick around long enough to find out. I was so stressed out by the interaction that I started crying and got up and walked out.
Wow, please kill me now, if this is how finding a new therapist is going to be. I'm not going to make it.