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Therapists I Could Live Without

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Oh heck James, I don't think anyone can actually stand up and defend 'big pharma' any more than big oil, or any big anything. I'm just a tad on the reactive side with mega-corps-do not like them, not that it makes a blind bit of difference to their bottom line.

I didn't know this thread had been found again- it IS an awesome one, and one keep referring people back to since 'T's I could do without' are a fairly common theme here. I think I mentioned a few earlier in this thread but will repeat myslef since I can't mention TOO many times that I had a T who thought it would be a grand idea for me to move. He had a house, too, which I should look at. It transpired he'd just gotten his realtor's liscence.
 
My "wonderful" shrink kept telling me that men only wanted sex and would fake relationships to get sex. They didn't mean it at all the nice things they said. What I should do apparently is have one night stands at "their" house to regain my "power" after I had been raped.

So there I am sleeping with God knows who for 2 years because men were all liars.

Thank God I met my husband... who was just a pick up but he saw something more so he stayed
 
Wow Seraphim- I wish we could write the swear words I have for him in here. I'll have to make do with *sswipe. It made me smile though, thinking about the one man who SAW you, and stayed to marry you. It's just a very nice story.
 
The best part of that experience for me was that it had me looking at myself in a different way. Here I was telling this woman how it seemed to be while I had no idea what was going on with myself. As soon as I spoke to her I thought, “Wait it minute. That applies to me, too.” In a way it was good the doctor said something stupid because it got everyone started, even if by default, in a new and positive direction. Of course we had to address how we treated others, but that would never change if we didn’t first address how we treated ourselves.


In the interest of fairness, the best therapist I ever had once asked me (with reference to why I didn’t speak up when others treated me badly), “What is the payoff?” It took me several weeks to wrap my mind around the question, much less answer it. The answer was that I had so little love in my life I couldn’t risk displeasing anyone and thus losing their “love.” I honestly didn’t know I was being shown disdain, not love. I soon realized I could live without their “love,” thank you very much, and learned to keep company with those who really did love me and treat me well.

Thanks Diana, this was very valuable for me

I am struggling with 'what is the payoff?' I can see what goes on with other's but often cannot see what's going on with me, I am speaking up (now) but when I speak up I dissociate and then the 'boss' gets angry at me for not answering quick enough, he doesn't give me enough time to say something even when I could answer it. He jumps to conclusions, calls someone else an idiot because I quoted what that guy said, I end up not being able to see him. Seconds later I recovered and I could see him in the room. I was chairing the meeting so I kept the meeting going, wish there was a camera so that I could have seen what my mind couldn't accept.

I described that meeting with my T yesterday and came away feeling the T's prickly energy coming at me. I'm feeling confused because there is so much going on and I'm having trouble sorting it out. To start the session yesterday I'd asked the T about his treatment theory, he was very evasive, I said I wanted to go in the direction of 'primary selves and disowned selves' and told him that it was something I felt that I'd like to work with because I could understand it.

He got into some theoretical blitz coming up with long words that meant nothing to me, I believe I was put in my place, he was proving himself the expert (again, I know he's the expert, he doesn't though) I chose not to make an issue with him, he gets very stubborn 'knowning he's the expert' and therapy quickly gets worse. So this time I was geared up for his typical response, I did want to see if he was willing to work with me, interested in expanding his method. No, same old thing, but this time was more interesting I felt his prickly energy coming back at me, so that for me is progress, the words didn't bother me too much because I picked up on the energy that was much more informative. So I came home and ordered the cd's on the work that I'm interested in, having already started it and found realistic value.

So there is progress, a defensive T, stuck on 'his' method, not willing or able to talk about it except in nineteen letter words, out of my reach and avoiding what I want. I read on line about what a good therapist should be able/willing to... wow, I thought he was good, at times he was relatively good, from my experience. Now it's time again, to move on. Two months to go, I can wind down with thoughtfulness and balance, collect what I've learned, reflect on the prickles and observe them in the boss, see if I can see what's going on. I believe I'm putting out energy that is causing this effect, but if the therapist can't understand it, isn't interested in persuing thoughts, it's a bit of a no go situation.

I didn't know that energy could be felt like this and could be used as another source of information, I'm really glad I'm aware of it now because it unclutters my mind, gives me a sense of hope and freedom, there is more to us than we know.

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Lord, where to start...well there was the first psychiatrist I ever saw when I was 14. He told my parents that my "problem" was that I was "too attached to my mother". The reason I had gone to him in the first place is because I had been in an abusive relationship with a 17 yr old boy that used to choke me and threaten to kill me and my family.

Umm, yeah, right on the money there Doc.

I have recently gone through 3 therapists with this diagnosis of PTSD. #1 told me that I was going to turn into a "psychopath" and then said of the dead girl that I found in the woods, "That's what happens when you date around and play one guy off against the other". WTF??? #2 seemed great at first but then told me of her own childhood trauma of losing her mother...and then started sobbing. I almost felt like I was comforting HER. It was weird. #3 So far so good...I hope ;)
 
OMG this thread has some really hilarious posts! I love the one about the T who kept an eye on her mother with alzheimers in the car. I have had some pretty bad experiences too but not quite that funny. I went to this guy after I had neck surgery and I developed a dependence on percocet. I became so depressed I was considering seeking out ECT and my neurosurgeon recommended I see to see this older (70's) man who was an addiction specialist. Well this guy kept introjecting his past struggles with alcoholism and sex-addiction. Ewww didn't want to hear about my 70 year old T's sex life. So anyway I was getting more and more uncomfortable with this and then one day in an effort to cheer me up he says something like "look at you! you are young, gorgeous, smart, educated and as a matter of fact if I was 20 years younger I'd be all over you!" YUK!!! I told him how inappropriate his behavior was and he apologized profusely but it still creeps me out to this day. Of course I never went back. I subsequently quit taking the percocet without further adieu.

The last psychiatrist I went to told me only people in the military get PTSD! LOL what an idiot!
 
This is about my husbands new T. He only saw him once...They talked about the T and the T's background for half the session. I think they talked of our marriage and me for 15 minutes or less. This is the person my husband is going to get advice from about our marriage and me. He already told my husband that he needs to "Get his shit together." and then told him " your wife needs to get her shit together too..." I'm sorry but WTF? I have never, NEVER had a T who came close to saying something like that to me...this was there FIRST meeting, and the T has never even met me.

I have this feeling that I am going to be adding lots of things about my husbands new T to this thread.

But I'm still worried...has anyone had a T say that?
 
Hmm. My good therapist moved to another city, although I ended up not feeling like I could tell him the bad stuff cos he reacted emotionally to the bad stuff. So I tried a counsellor at a victim support centre. I clicked well with him and had a high level of trust. Unfortunately, he didn't have the skills to deal with my stuff but worst of all, his manager triggered me severely in the one and only group therapy session I've ever tried and he and his manager handled it badly. So I left.

I then found a male psychologist who specialises in trauma and PTSD. He was ok but had a bad memory and kept repeating stuff that I'd told him is unhelpful and counterproductive for me (most grounding exercises are severe triggers for me, so it's not sensible for a T to repeatedly suggest them as a way for me to stop dissociating, for eg). I also couldn't trust him enough to open up. So eventually I asked him 'what's the point of these sessions' cos we were going round in circles. I learnt from this experience that
a) I can trust my judgement
b) personal chemistry and high levels of trust from the start are important for me
c) not all T's are dickheads when you decide to end therapy! He encouraged me to keep looking for someone who has the right mix of skills and chemistry (ie I can trust them to a high enough level) and said it didn't matter how many people I had to try, just to keep on looking. (he also said that for more minor problems than complex PTSD, you don't need such a high level of trust that I need to progress with a T)
 
I had a therapist who:

forced me to tell him what my father did to me when I was a child
threatened me with hospitilization for an undetermined amount of time if I continued to cut myself
and when I told him I wanted to prosecute my dad for sexual abusing me he said I shouldn't because, "just think of the disruption you will be causing in your father's life"

:p ASSHOLE.
 
Oh, my current therapist hates him because he has to repair all the damages that jag-off did to screw me up. I knew something was off when his phone number started with 666.....;) (no lie)
 
AAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG.

I was sexually abused by a therapist from the time I was 17-22. I went to a therapist for help with this. She told me she would help me, but only if I never talked about the abusive therapist. Doh! So I figured it out myself.

Truly, they are a braintrust, are they not? It chuffs me to see all you smart people not just walking away from these idiots, but telling them off, too. It's a great reminder that PTSD is not a thought disorder but an anxiety disorder with a verified biochemical model.

I am currently on disability from a brain injury that gave me PTSD and a seizure disorder. I HAVE to stay in therapy because I was once sectioned by an incompetent ER doc who couldn't tell a series of complex partial siezures from psychosis. I was lucky: I was seen right after transfer and discharged immediately. I was told I should never have been transferred, that I clearly had brain injury to my limbic system, and also had suspicious bruises on my body from the ER experience; the doc suspected, correctly, that I'd been assaulted in the ER.

The incompetent ER doc was the same one who went on to kill Kanye West's mom.

I stay in therapy now with a guy that is semi-competent becausewith a history of having been sectioned, even wrongly, I now need an "expert" on-call to vouch for me so it doesn't happen again. Only an "expert" can say, "She is not psychotic, she has a seizure disorder which makes her act funny until her seizures are arrested".

I need to do this because the last time I went to hospital with refractory seizure, the damn ER doc didn't even read my medical ID bracelet which states, in great big letters, "Epilepsy."

Here's the thing: Shrinks are trained to see us as too sick to see our own problems, so they do. They develop delusions of granduer, which they bolster by observing our "paranoid ideation" when we question their behavior.

What has worked for me more than anything, even though I am not Christian, has been pastoral counseling!? I discovered it when I was in ospital for tests pertaining to my brain injury. That chaplain gave me more comfort, more peace, and more confidence than any therapist ever, and I have sought out pastoral counseling whenever I have been in crisis. Why? I think because it makes me feel less marginalized.

A good pastoral counselor won't expect you to believe, either. I think when therapy works, it has nothing to do with technique and everything to do with having a humble, empathic, unselfish listener preferably one who answers to a higher imperative than his/her own ego.

I think empathy and unselfish listening are the ONLY real therapeutic tools. The rest is window dressing. If it works for you, use it. Like I've written elsewhere: If wearing a green banana in my ear made me function better, I'd do it. For folks who are still looking for support, look into pastoral counseling. The guy I talked to didn't care if I believed in God, Jesus or the miraculous healing power of butter. He just sat with me and gave me his undivided attention and it was exactly what I needed. Maybe PTSD is like carrying a heavy rock. Exhausting. That chaplain gave me a break by helping me carry the rock for just a little while. When he left, I was refreshed enough to carry on a little longer.

When my Dad was in AA, he was a lapsed Catholic and didn't believe in God. His sponsor told him his Higher Power didn't have to be supernatural. It could be a shoebox, if he wanted. It just had to be a "place" my Dad could put his fears temporarily so he could take a break. My dad told me sometimes all he could manage was one minute at a time (forget one day at a time). When I remember my dad I think, with PTSD, we get so focussed on a "breakthrough" that we forget just taking a break can help a lot. Even just a one minute break can help so much.

Anyway, that's my experience.

I hope everyone reading this gets a little "break" this week. If breakthrough follows, so much the better.
 
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