This is a wonderful thread and I've got many horrifyingly funny stories to share

* Uni sent me to T who specialized in EDs. Problem was, she was 2 fat to sit in chair w/o spilling over the arms. I walk in, know I am being a sh#t when I say I won't be able to continue seeing her. She gets angry and defensive accusing me of not likeing her cuz she's black. How can I say I'm a jerk but not a racist jerk, so I just cried and left.

* I had the pDoc in an ED inpatient place ask me "what I was". I said huh? He said "do you starve or puke? ... never mind, I'll figure it out myself" ... reached into a desk draw and handed me box of chocolates and said he'd pick my treatment plan based on what I did next. WTF?! Later at dinner table 1st nite, when you have to finish what they give you and you just sit and cry and cry, he walked by and said, "thatz a lot of food. Are you gonna finish all that?" I tried to switch docs but was stuck with him for 8 weeks. On week 9 he says he no longer wants to see me because I've become defiant like a child and I must be taught to respect him (how? by terminating me? that'll show me!)

*One focused on some Hawaiian forgiveness chant and wanted me to ask for forgiveness from all that I was imposing on ... including the carpet fibers that I was crushing and the seat foam I was squishing. Holy crap I was thinking. Do I have to apologize to the air for going thru my nostrils. I trampled that damn carpet leaving that office. Damn carpet-trampler I am.