That's what was so insidious to me about damaging therapy. I definitely blamed myself for my therapists' unprofessional and malicious behavior.

In my case, my therapy for therapy wasn't similarly damaging. But it wasn't helpful because it maintained the same dynamic--the therapist as authority and "expert." It wasn't until I unraveled that therapy was no more than someone with a college degree role playing, that I began to diminish the awe and intimidation they evoked. Apparently my therapists relished the admiration because they never discouraged it. For me, an intimate relationship with a "guru" was the opposite of healing. It only reinforced my sense of inferiority which I carried into other relationships.