What is the craziest thing your T has asked you to do for therapy

Eat... mindfully. Awkward!

To ask for things. Take a risk of being told no.

I cant remember anything crazy...

To forgive myself for having erotic transference and to be ok with it. Funny thing is, it helped. The feelings are still there but much less. I guess acknowledging they're there disempowers them.

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In one example the therapist told me to describe fantasies of sexual relations between him and me. He said that if I was open enough about the details of the fantasies and if he was able to become sexually aroused to the point of an erection it would mean that I was getting better. He said he looked forward to this and to being aroused because it would make him feel more alive.
I'm still trying to figure out how to recover from everything that happened in therapy.

WTF? I hope that you have reported him.

Have you been able to talk to a good therapist about the horrible things this messed up one did?

To talk to people

Omgosh, Crimson,

Something similar happened to me! I'm so sorry.

I don't think it's crazy, but weird. When I'm fidgeting, like moving my hands on the couch, she wants me to keep doing it. Once when I was angry with her, she wanted me to pretend I was throwing something at her very slowly. These are SE techniques.

Thank you to everyone who responded to my post and for the hugs. That means so much to me.

Hi lostwonder-
I didn't report him initially as I was so depressed I didn't want to live. And, one of my life-long issues has been self-blame. I blamed myself for childhood physical and sexual abuse and I blamed myself for what happened with this therapist. It took time to see things a little clearer than I did at the time. I have since started to gather information, including paper work necessary for reporting therapists. It's been a considerable struggle as I still battle with PTSD and severe depression-and self-blame.

Hi HazelGirl-
Yes, I have discussed what happened with other therapists. With the last therapist I met with I tried to discuss my past therapy experiences as well as the issues from childhood trauma and ten months after we started meeting she suddenly ended the therapy-with no prior indications of a problem. With everything else that happened in therapy, prior to meeting this last one, I have been unable to gather enough courage and trust to meet with a new therapist. I have continued to work on my issues and the PTSD nonstop, by myself, but I haven't been able to get past this hurdle of meeting with a therapist again.

Hi precaryous-
I have tears in my eyes as I type this-you had something similar happen to you as well? How are you doing now? I am so sorry this happened to you and I hope you have the support you deserve. I have been trying to get through all of this on my own and it is very hard. Thank you for telling me about your similar situation with a therapist.

I wish everyone peace and happiness.

Honestly...trusting her is the craziest thing she's ever had me do. I don't do the whole *trust* thing.

Imagine my father's face in a "friendly campfire." (I've long since forgotten what issue this was meant to solve.) Sorry, bub -- fire scares me, and I could only imagine dad scowling as if ready to smack me ...

Oooh... you caught my attention there! I'm going to share something I don't think I've shared here before. I do shamanic journeying and am learning to combine that with my dream work. Early on in my therapy my T taught me about Active Imagination (this was after I didn't think she was kooky anymore), so I tried it and I was a natural at it with my imagination and used to do them quite often between sessions and then type them up and read them to her, and one time she goes "that sounds more like a shamanic journey" and I was like "a shamanawhatsa?" She told me a little about them and it sounded interesting so I started researching it on my own got even more curious so found a local group of folks who gather to 'journey' together to a drumbeat. I love it and have done some really good therapy work while journeying. Like, you're accessing a part of your mind that you aren't consciously aware of. The drumbeat alters your brain waves to a state similar to when you are asleep and dreaming, but you are awake..... lately I've been journeying 'into' my dreams and interacting with people and situations in the dreams. I getting carried away sorry! love this stuff.

similar situation, only T asked me to hit pillows. lol if she had let me hit her I might have done it. But I refused to do anything so she hit the pillows for me, cussed them out and beat them good!

But the truly most insane thing shes asked me to do is pull positive energy from the ground. To stand up and bend over and pretend im pulling a "rope" of positive energy from the ground. I want to throttle her when she makes me do this stuff.

My T's have been pretty boring in what they ask me to do.

But in my teens I was inpatient and we had a psychodrama therapist come in once a week. I and 3 others were forced to act out a typical family argument while driving somewhere. It was triggering, humiliating, and oh so not healing.

We on the unit hated it. Called it psychochicken, I think in part because one of the more ill of us carried around a big bird toy she called "Chickie". As in "Chickie doesn't want to act today." None of us did.

There's my emotional side and my logical side. My T said my logical side is named my name: "Scarlet". She wanted me to name my emotional side so that "we" could talk to it. HAHAHAHAHA!!! For some reason my T chose the name Debbie. (I assume she knew of a childish Debbie at some point?)

So we got into a debate about naming things. I said naming half of me is like naming private body parts...which to me is weird. She said that naming parts of ourselves is just as weird as naming pets... I responded that we name pets so that we can train them and communicate with them. Otherwise, everyone would be shouting "Here dog" or "Here cat". I then said that I also find naming cars weird. She was like "Okay, that is weird. Now I understand." LOL

End of story: I won that debate. I also told her to never make me talk to an invisible person in a chair. She said she would never