My T asked me if I would let him take a movie on his cell phone of me talking briefly
about something I am really stuck on in my life. I think he wanted to show me how set in stone my thoughts and beliefs are, and thought that watching myself explain it would somehow drive home that I need to change. I really didn't think long about it and said yes.
I spoke a couple of sentences as I sat on his couch with his phone pointed at me.

He emailed it to me later. I hated it. Hated how I looked physically, hated how pathetic
I seemed. I emailed him to say I hated it and to delete it. He tried to explain that he had deleted the movie and hoped I would delete some of my damaging thoughts from my inner self.

I was still upset and emailed him that if he wanted to make me feel ugly and pathetic he succeeded and I failed once again and to never do this to me again. I haven't heard from him yet. Now I'm having remorse at getting so upset. He was obviously trying to help me and I jumped down his throat. The whole thing was just weird.