When I first reached for support after “escaping” my bullies, someone suggested a cautionary tale book, Therapist, by Ellen Plasil, which was a carnival of abuse horrors. It made my experience look tame. The victim author was clearly highly intelligent and continues her long career as a lawyer.

The Jonestown anniversary documentaries were my face slap to begin reading and writing about the consequences of undue influence. It was close to the bone for me.

But yes, I too blindly followed my therapists, acting against my better judgment in the belief they were healing me.