Most awkward/embarrassing moment in therapy?

Wow, that is completely unprofessional.

It makes me wonder if she wanted you to feel that way about her, if she was exhibiting herself. It's pretty odd and extremely unprofessional to open your door in underwear to a client you're expecting. I would be really shocked if my T did this.

Just this week during session, my phone's Bixby (Android's alexa) started talking about a word it picked up that I said. My T laughed but it totally sidetracked me and was awkward as heck.

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Originally Posted by Lonelyinmyheart Former T asked me what I needed from her. Taking her at her word, I replied that I needed a hug. She was horrified and said that's what she does with friends and family, not with a client. I completely shut down and then went home, got drunk and cried all day.

Wow. I felt so sad to read this. I would say that she shamed you really badly. I would have felt absolutely awful, too.

Fortunately, I haven't had any embarrassments during therapy, but I have had an annoyance 2 times. I drink a lot of water, especially during the summer. Two times I've gone through a session having to pee so badly that it partly took my attention away. And yes - I did use the bathroom before session, but I had drunk just too much h2O. Sooo annoying! I am going to limit my fluid intake prior to session from now on.

I've almost thrown up. I fell down like three times in a row in the same session. (We had the session outside because she had forgotten her key--then when the other clinician got there we stood up to go in and my leg was asleep and I fell down three times, it was so embarrassing.)

I find my stomach growling super loudly embarrassing. I dont know why, maybe because its involuntary vs everything else being more in my control- but thats the most embarrassing thing to me. Sitting there in silence and then my body just deciding its going to make this loud rumbly look at me sound

I'm taking an intro to social work class because it fits into my schedule and fulfills a few of my last remaining GE requirements. The therapist is an LCSW. It's kind of awkward because when I ***** about that class, it sometimes comes across like I'm making generalizations about social workers and their ilk. Well, sometimes I am, if I'm honest. It's nothing especially bad - for example, I told the therapist at my last session how all the other students in the class want to be social workers and how they are all goody two shoes. I was just venting because I hate that class ever since I had to make an introduction video for the first assignment. Anyway, she asked me if I think she's a goody two shoes.

Oh, and I also had an anger outburst over text about that first assignment because it upset me so much. I referenced the professor as the therapist's "colleague" as if they definitely knew each other and were in cahoots. I said I hated this person and that she was bogus, stupid, and wack. I then said that if she (the professor) laughed at my video, I would lash back by saying I thought she must be a weirdo who couldn't get any of her own clients and that I knew she didn't even have a license even though she acted like she did. So that was kind of awkward to talk about.

There's probably tons of awkward stuff in my sessions because of my outbursts, but I don't care if I'm in a frame of mind to argue. I just found these slightly awkward because I was feeling defensive and highly triggered due to having to make the video and therefore felt compelled to make proclamations denigrating the professor and my fellow students - but was not clever or quick witted enough to know how to do this without casting implicit aspersions on social workers. It was awkward because it was not my desire to insult the therapist and because I did not want her to think I thought those things about her.

I was manic and had printed up 100 photos of Ralph the world's largest rabbit for my psychiatrist. At my appointment he said he'd need another file just for all the pictures I've brought him while manic. That would include 100s of pictures of Antarctica as well.

It was a heavy crying session for me. One word snot. " you missed a bit"

I'm just glad he has a young child so hoping it didn't phase him.

I brought in one of those squishy gooshie fidget thingies. It was purple. Well I squeezed it hard and it literally exploded all over him, his couch and his rug.

Life actually froze in time. His face, with the big O mouth as in (OMG that just happened to me) for like 5 seconds. He was trying real hard not to make a big deal of it. I got paper towels from the bathroom and started dabbing purple up. Yeah.....I was an embarrassed wreck.

I told her I wasnt going to have s3x with her. Know that she wasn't asking for that, I was paranoid she wanted something from me.

being a straight married woman she took it pretty well

What did she say??

I said I hoped she wasn't offended and she said she thought of it it less as a personal thing geared at her and more that it was a pretty powerful statement of me saying no. Not something I have said a lot, I think she wanted to show me that even if I say no, things are ok.

I'm still really embarrassed I said it.

I think it says something about me that I now want to announce to the one I see that I will not be having sex with her. I won't do it, though. Not because I think I would be embarrassed, but because I think at this point, she might feel hurt that I thought she would abuse me in that way.

If it weren't for qualms like this, I would honestly be concerned about being a sociopath.

Can I count "every single moment of every single session" as the most awkward and embarrassing?

If not, then maybe the time I almost knocked the chair over because I was fidgeting so much and my pants leg got caught awkwardly on one of the arms. Or the time my coat got caught in the door.

Perhaps the time I sat in bright blue gum before the session, then noticed it when I stuck to the waiting room chair, then foolishly thought I’d protect T’s couch by sitting on a tissue only to have the tissue stick to the gum that was stuck to my pants, which T then sweetly tried to help me remove before I left. It was a futile effort.

When I look back on my story I really laugh but at that moment I was horrified. I called Amazon and the toy company to try and get money to replace his couch.

It was my first session with new t. She had us sitting on floor making a paracord bracelet and just getting to know each other. My foot fell asleep and when I stood up I couldn’t stand on it because I couldn’t feel it. Lost balance and fell down and sprained my ankle.

Being severely manic and anorexic and showing up in my psychiatrist's office in white short shorts, a hot pink tank top. sandals , and no coat in 30 degree weather. Not to mention I'm an observant Jew and dress very, very modestly when not manic. Not my best choice of clothing.

...When I weep and snot comes down my nose, and the therapist and I are so into whatever it is I am saying (or a dissociated part of me is saying) that the delay in the therapist handing me a tissue becomes something of a back thought. Only, after I've tasted my snot after having landed on my lips would I then change course and kindly ask for a tissue. I forget to say ahead of time, I need a tissue, but those moments of release are not premeditated, so it's hard to prepare in advance. Of course, if the tissue were next to me, this probably wouldn't happen. Maybe they need mandatory tissues next to the chairs/sofas where clients sit - just in case. Eating snot is kinda gross, but I am more embarrassed than disgusted from snot snacks. LOL

When I told my (previous) T that I was sexually attracted to her and she replied that she doesn't believe in transference or whatever. Somehow I managed to keep seeing her, but that was awkward. I'll probably never tell another T how I feel about them, not matter what it is.