My first therapist really, really, really wanted to find some kind of sexual abuse in my history. She talked about it a lot. I kept trying to come up with things that happened...like a flasher once when I was seven, but it was never enough. She kept thinking I was hiding things, but I really wasn't.
Another therapist was very confrontational. He seemed angry all the time. He'd lean forward in his chair and get too close to me. It felt threatening so I fired him over the phone.
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