There were a few different therapists I drove home by myself sobbing hysterically after my appointment from them doing what you describe.

There was one marriage therapist my husband and I saw together who was the worst. He laid in to me, attacked me. I don’t even remember what he said now. I just felt like I was on trial for my life being hammered by the prosecution. I cried hysterically. My husband meekly said at one point, “Let’s back off now”. But he basically let him tear me to pieces. This happened many years ago. Recently I was still mad about it and brought it up with my husband who said he was “challenging me”

It really was a traumatic experience and I hope if something like happens to anyone here, they will get up and walk out. That’s what I wanted to do, but didn’t. I let him attack me, relentlessly, while I bawled. This never happened before, but I continued to bawl all night long until morning! This is therapy? And my husband allowed it!