Yes, many a time but its effectiveness depending on which therapist/psychiatrist I had.
The main psychiatrist I had was a jezebel dick-headed cunt!!!! >_< He misdiagnosed me on so many things, he lied about me to my family, he even went so far as to accuse me and my "friends" as being on drugs and all because I beat him on an argument about Medical MaryJane. Then, there was the time he told my family that I was Suicidal when I had previously almost begged him not to get the wrong idea and tell them. It was true that I was suicidal on and off but man tricked me into saying some bits and pieces about it. He promised he wouldn't say anything then he turned his backside to me and lied. I tried so hard to get him not to say anything because I know what happens to people when people of authority find out about even the smallest hint of suicide. O_0 In other words, that Duck Doctor ruined my life!!!!
I had another therapist when I was younger. It was a female and I bonded with her as if she was my second mother. She was wonderful and she really helped me to get to the root of some of my fears. Unfortunately, My family hated her for some reason, It could have been over anything like religion or assumed sexuality, all I know is that one day my doctor that that appointment was my last. I had a hard time understanding that. She did tell me that we might be able to more appointments if I asked my mother for some. So, shortly after I asked my mother who appeared to have taken things the wrong way and she got really annoyed with me. I never got to back to see her again. I never got walk down those stairs and through the door into that quaint waiting area to see the nice secretary with her afro EVER AGAIN!!!! I would pass by that building filled with all my fondest memories countless times and in those times, I learned that bringing up my ex-therapist was huge no-no. In all that time, I never once learned why I wasn't allowed to renew my sessions with her... I really wouldn't be surpassed if that whole situation caused some psychological trauma to my young self. The situation reminds me of that episode of The Simpsons where Bart goes to therapy and ends up bonding with therapist. In the end, he realizes that he needs her no longer and WE realize that she needed him all along. Its season 18 episode 14 "Yokle Chords".
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Yes, many a time but its effectiveness depending on which therapist/psychiatrist I had.
The main psychiatrist I had was a jezebel dick-headed cunt!!!! >_< He misdiagnosed me on so many things, he lied about me to my family, he even went so far as to accuse me and my "friends" as being on drugs and all because I beat him on an argument about Medical MaryJane. Then, there was the time he told my family that I was Suicidal when I had previously almost begged him not to get the wrong idea and tell them. It was true that I was suicidal on and off but man tricked me into saying some bits and pieces about it. He promised he wouldn't say anything then he turned his backside to me and lied. I tried so hard to get him not to say anything because I know what happens to people when people of authority find out about even the smallest hint of suicide. O_0 In other words, that Duck Doctor ruined my life!!!!
I had another therapist when I was younger. It was a female and I bonded with her as if she was my second mother. She was wonderful and she really helped me to get to the root of some of my fears. Unfortunately, My family hated her for some reason, It could have been over anything like religion or assumed sexuality, all I know is that one day my doctor that that appointment was my last. I had a hard time understanding that. She did tell me that we might be able to more appointments if I asked my mother for some. So, shortly after I asked my mother who appeared to have taken things the wrong way and she got really annoyed with me. I never got to back to see her again. I never got walk down those stairs and through the door into that quaint waiting area to see the nice secretary with her afro EVER AGAIN!!!! I would pass by that building filled with all my fondest memories countless times and in those times, I learned that bringing up my ex-therapist was huge no-no. In all that time, I never once learned why I wasn't allowed to renew my sessions with her... I really wouldn't be surpassed if that whole situation caused some psychological trauma to my young self. The situation reminds me of that episode of The Simpsons where Bart goes to therapy and ends up bonding with therapist. In the end, he realizes that he needs her no longer and WE realize that she needed him all along. Its season 18 episode 14 "Yokle Chords".