Here is what happens to me in therapy, and everywhere. It was the way my problem presented itself originally, and it is similar now. I try to think things. The comments that other people make get inside my head and conflict with my own thoughts. There develops a battle between "me" and the other people, or their thoughts, their comments about me. I want someone to listen so I can explain and develop "me" and don't always have to "justify" myself or what I think.

There got to be a time in my first therapy when there was only one person inside of me -- me. (Actually, I guess I could imagine others, friends.) My therapist at the time did not like it. He tried, and almost succeeded, in convincing me that me was sick, me was bad, me was dangerous, me had to be "controlled". By him. All for my own good, of course.

I crashed.