Sometimes if the therapist wouldn’t agree with some negative belief I had about myself, I figured that she was too dumb to see the real me. There were a lot of variations on this, many of them centred around the idea that if she couldn’t see something bad about me, it was probably because she’d allowed me to deceive her.

Anyway it’s a bit stressful to believe that your therapist is kind of gullible. That was part of my motivation for trying to get her to see it my way.