I've had three therapist since being diagnosed in April.

The first one I loved to pieces I could tell she just generally cared about me and her job. We were coworkers so it made things a little awkward in the beginning; but my last session it felt like we were old friends and if she saw me struggling with work she would always kidnap me for a quick walk to get me calm.

The second therapist basically said I was to intelligent for therapy and since I didn't show massive signs of distress she said she would be unable to help me. I left mid session because she just did not care about me, her office also refused to return my co payment.

The one I have now generally seem to care, he just graduated with his Bachelor's and is currently in medical school to become a pdoc. He has found several issues that I knew I potentially had but he found them all and is generally trying to help me. He's also Bipolar so he understands a lot of my issues.

I think overall there are good and bad people in the world, which translates to bad therapists, and doctors. For one good therapist there are probably five bad ones.