I went to a skin specialist at about 22 for very severe eczema. (I looked a mess, to me anyway, my skin mirrored my emotional state I suppose) I was in the area where my father and stepmother lived then (long story),

When my father visited the same skin specialist a couple of years later he and the stepmother bent over backwards to make sure the doctor didnt know we were related.

The teachers forced me to do the things I severely and noticeably panicked about. Maybe that was the standard "treatment" then by unknowledgeable people but I ended up being more avoidant and "nonfunctional". (As a thirteen year old I used to hope and even pray the panic would "go away" but of course it never did. And when I had the same symptoms at university I was stupid and brainwashed not to see the student counsellor who probably would have been available then. Instead I changed seminar groups etc)
Other family members were in my opinion at least as "dysfunctional"....(deleted)

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(PS father had a PHD. .)