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Originally Posted by bellbellbell
Wow, the adulation psychologist. How incredibly creepy. What was his end game? Like what was the point? My creepy meter would have been off the charts. So glad you got away.
And Reeses Pieces eating Doctor X. I can't even... 
Animal Farm Therapist...I probably would have liked that set-up, but I can see how all those cats might be off-putting 
I'm glad you've had good care with other pdocs and therapists to off-set the bad. I've had some bad ones too so this resonates with me. You described your horrific T's so well! |
Thanks, bellbellbell!
The adulation psychologist clearly had some crush on me. Perhaps in the very beginning I was even flirtatious a bit, but only because I think I was hypomanic. But it did grow severely creepy. These compliments were not just during one or two sessions, but pretty much all of the approximately 6 or more. They grew increasingly numerous and extreme. When I told him I was quitting him he knew why, and urged me to go to his wife for therapy instead (she worked in the same building). Why on earth would I do that?!
I've actually not always been the easiest therapy client. When ill, mostly some level of manic, I can either turn off people or just the opposite. I've done much better in recent years since my stable time has really increased. It is best that I have a female therapist, but I've had to work on those relationships in a way, too.