Every once in a while I talk about a husband and wife team that I reached out to for help.
I don't remember how many sessions I had with the wife psychologist, but enough to give her my history and my thoughts about the different individuals, what I had been doing with my life etc. It was my effort to show her "here is my puzzle, things are not fitting together right now and I am struggling, will you help me?".

I went in one day and the husband sat me down and told me how him and his wife had learned a lot from me and that I was gifted and should consider being a therapist myself.
I felt the same way as that angry boy you talk about. I felt that way again with the doctor of child psychology when she told me that. That one caught me off guard because I did not know what kind of doctor she was. Both times I felt something was "taken" not given. When the husband of the team who was the psychiatrist told me that and then offered me some "valium"? I was just as angry inside as that young man you were that you are discribing.

Yesterday I was not doing well at all, but when I saw your thread, what did come to my mind was that movie. The reason why I like that movie so much is I could relate to the anger that Will had. I could relate to what he meant when he talked about how "if" he was a so called good boy and gave, something would only be taken from him and he felt that it could be bad too, so why bother. Time and again he problem solved with that professor and who was actually "receiving" something? Well, the only thing Will got was a "get out of jail card".

Maybe what that young man needed was someone to actually sit "with" him and agree that it was "bad", maybe even sit with him and talk about some of the "whys" behind the bad too. Maybe he needed someone who could be angry with him and not just tell him
"he was a good person", that really "is" a kind of taking now isn't it?

What I did not like about the "therapists" that I reached out to is how they were "judging" and labeling and it was not about "me", instead it was about themselves. What made me so angry about that Dr. of Child psychology is from the moment she stepped out of her nice car and I was in her presence, yes, I stood down and gave her the power because I could tell her presence was "all about her". Yes, she wanted that child to listen to her, listen to her and finally when the child was not giving her what she had wanted she relented and gave the situation over to me, so I stopped everything and made it "all about the child". Oh, now I am some kind of "gifted"? Should I actually feel good about that? Well, after she left there was a big part of me that felt like that young man you were that was "angry". I think too that part of that anger or maybe a lot of it went all the way back to watching my older brother constantly punished (abused really),
because of how so many needed him to accomodate "them" and how much he needed it to be "about him" instead. I was the only one that spent any time with him and let him show me how "he" could play nice and behave and be "ok". The only reason why he hurt me is because he was hurt, and I saw that, and it was horrible.

I don't think that young man was bad, as experiencing anger like that myself, I can see that he just needed something more significant than "you are a good person". When one shares something that is very hard to share like that, maybe what is needed more is to have a therapist "sit with them" in that experience rather then just "not really hear it" and offer up "you are a good person". I think that young man did bad things so this therapist "would feel it" like he needed her to?