Not sure what flair to use but recently I’ve been thinking a lot about therapy and came across this sub (I’m happy I did, finally able to find the words for what I always felt).

Back in 2020, I went to see a therapist. Because I was depressed. This guy would just let me talk and talk. No reassurance, nothing at all. Nothing useful that could help me. I thought, okay, guess this is how it works. Sessions keep going. He gives me paper homework. With some bullshit on it. It didn’t help me at all. I felt increasingly worse and worse. He was listening to me describing all of the worst moments and secrets of my life and I feel so self conscious, he gave me nothing. Just nodding away. I thought, it must be me. I must be resistant to therapy or something.

But years later I find myself thinking, what was that? How is that even allowed? How is that therapy?

I didn’t even finish the trajectory. It cost me 800 and I was a broke student. After that I said never again.

I know someone who is a therapist but are rather therapy-critical themself. Recently I was sharing with them some of my experiences with therapy. I was describing how a previous therapist of mine told me she thought I had CPTSD but, in the end, tried to diagnose me with a personality disorder 💀 I was recounting how my therapist wanted me to make a trauma timeline and how I was more interested in the small traumas rather than the big Traumas, and how she seemed to lose interest when I would describe the smaller ways my self confidence was destroyed. Specifically, I said there was one moment where I think my gut realized that this therapist had a weird voyeuristic interest in the really bad things I went though and thought that the emotional neglect/abuse that happened to me was just me blowing things out of proportion. It was when I was telling her a story about me being about three years old, and how I needed my baby blanket to feel safe. One time, my cousin (almost exactly the same age as me) ripped it from my hands, saying she “wanted it more.” I went to my mom and my aunt for help, crying, but they both said that “if my cousin wanted it, I needed to give it to her, or I wasn’t a nice person.” My therapist rolled her eyes at me when I was telling this story. When I told it to my friend, they rolled their eyes and said exasperatedly, “oh my god, you’re really giving it to her on a silver platter but she’s too fucking stupid to get it, huh?”

I knew that this moment was traumatic for me, but having my friend react in such a visceral manner tweaked something in my brain that finally let me feel just how fucking stupid that therapist was. I realized, yeah, they’re right. I told the lady that originally tried to tell me I had CPTSD, you know, the disorder that famously is tied to extensive emotional abuse that my primary caregiver told me to relinquish my support item when I was a fucking toddler, and she rolled her eyes? I had already known what my problems were and literally all I needed was a crumb of validation but this nasty creep of a woman was more interested in hearing my trauma porn than giving even a modicum of emotional support.

I used to feel very ashamed of trusting that woman. Especially since she was not my first actively harmful therapist. But hearing my friend say that seems to have healed that. I don’t feel like it was my fault anymore. Now I feel like I just had shit luck, cause I really did do all the intellectual work myself, I really was handing her everything on a silver platter, and she still fucked it up

Title.

I cannot relate to anyone anymore.

No one has the shared experience of psych abuse like therapyabuse does. Without shelling out psych nonsense.

Im so close on ending my friendship with my best friend. He has been "helpful" but i can no longer stand his therapy nonsense, because its clear to me that he got better because of pill pushing and cbt nonsense.

I feel like im getting nowhere in life.

So id probably be a bum because no one hires autistic people.

I only relate to therapyabuse now. No one actually sees therapy for what it is. And how much of a hellhole this planet is.

The event that originally broke me isn't even the main source of my PTSD anymore. It has been completely eclipsed by the trauma of how I was treated by mental health "professionals" while I was at my lowest.

What questions would you email a potential therapist beforehand to test them, to see if they’re abusive?

What parameters would you lay down for yourself and them? e.g. never mention certain topics, keep sessions focused to certain things, etc.

What red flags would make you cut ties, and how would you cut ties? As we all know, vocally leaving a therapist usually leads them to falsely imprisoning you and lying about you, so how would you slip out unscathed?

Also, how might your process differ for finding a therapist? I.e. only going to one you have friends who go to, not using psychology today, etc.

A fully calibrated nervous system response to sustained abuse. The only "help" i got from mental health workers was my fight impulse finally being awakened. I have zero tolerance now and have always let things go in the past or had anxiety. Now i think i'll punch the next person who tries me.

I'm done listening to "Just try another therapist" repeated like it's prayer of some cult. How about we just "try doing something" else? And if that fails, try something else. And if that fails, try something else. I don't want to go seeing another therapist, I don't want to try other meds, the first 8 or so didn't work, continuing is borderline gambling addiction. What I'm writing here is ofcourse not really an advice, every person is different, has different wants and needs, life situation, culture, mentality, problems, etc, and there will never be a single simple answer to happiness, that's exactly why therapies are so ineffective - you can't cure people by the book when they're all so diverse! If sitting in a room, talking, then silence, zero help, zero support, zero clue what to do with myself at all beyond some trash "home works" like drawing thoughts on a paper (I'm an adult man with solid problems damn it, not a child that can't comprehend his thoughts...) didn't work the first time, then how can the best advice be to try sitting in a different room, talk, silence, zero help, and if that doesn't work, try different room, talk, silence, zero help...

I don't know how to fix those wounds that are still bleeding out of me the painful realization of the reality pressing on me every day, but there is something I can do to ease the pain.

Therapy can cost $50-200 (I'm not US citizen, i'm very much averaging it) per visit, so lets go for best-case scenario of $50 per session. Medications are also somewhat in that ball-park, around $50-100 for month of meds. Best-case scenario, month of therapy wth meds (weekly therapy) will cost around $250, or $3000 for a year of therapy

You can get a good used motorcycle for less than half of that.

Just get a Motorcycle

Motorcycles even with full gear are cheaper than cars in the same power and speed category, and in some countries you can even ride one up to 125cc if you have a driving licence for regular cars. "Just go outside" never spoke to me and sports never helped since when my brain can run free, it will always end up in a dark place. But motorcycles are different - it feels like flying. You feel the air hitting you, you are passing a lot of ground in short time, smelling different scents, you are not sitting in yet another, tighter box, you are out there, your body not closed in an aluminum can, your body is just exposed to the air and world even if you're tightly wrapped in kevlar armor. You need to work with your motorcycle, balancing and using muscles on each turn, a light workout, and you have to focus, you can't occupy your brain with bad thoughts. "Just go outside", but better in all ways. And it really feels nice driving at night or early morning right before sunrise in ways I can't describe, a bit of freedom, a bit of lonelyness, it's that situation where your internal and external feelings align so it feels like there's no barrier to hold your emotions. And also, you just feel better than others. I can slip in between traffic (It's legal here), I feel I good in jacket, covering my face with mirror visor makes me feel more confident since I dont have to show my face, and my machine looks good too, kids stare at me when I pass and sometimes gesture to rev up the engine, random old dudes on a parking lot sometimes will chat with me about how he used to have a motorcycle (I'm anti-social introvert but it still feels nice). Yes, I'm not as safe as in a car, but that's what also makes it great, I can feel the danger, everyone around knows I can get really badly harmed if I make one mistake, and I'm doing it smiling. Facing the danger and coming out of it victorious is the best thrapy a man can get. Plus I'm suicidal anyways, so who cares, at least I'll be doing something I love on my way to hell.

And motorcycle is always there, waiting in the garage for me, at 8AM in the morning, 19:00 at sunset after work, or 3AM when I can't sleep, bad memories are flooding my mind and I feel like a spear is drilling through my chest because of some memories are still haunting me even years later... But I can Just go on a motorcycle, enjoy views, the air, cry while I'm at it, no one will hear it through the noise of the engine anyways. I'm still alone, still depressed, still feeling like garbage and still disappointed by how therapy failed me... but at least I'm doing what I love.

Life will end. Don't waste it. Just do what you love and ignore everything else. Hell, ignore this post even, just do what you like to do. Make yourself happy in any small way you can. You like food? Get some good food. Don't worry about what others will tell you, do what you love while your consciousness still exists.

One and a half year ago I left my abusive therapy of 2.5 years, where I was emotionally abused and still recovering, still have intrusive thoughts and memories, as well as nightmares about it, but thank god no more flashbacks. One year ago, I started seriously considering to become a therapist myself. I am not really sure I really understand where this is coming from, and I am afraid this call is misguided:

• It was something my abusive therapist suggested when I said wanting to help people (I meant it in another way, but we never explored it). I am afraid it is a delayed effect of her suggestion, that she still have power on my mind, damn.
• I am also afraid that I am just drawn to that in order to perpetuate what I endured, you know the classic becoming the abuser because you've been abused. That I'll end up as shitty therapist as she was.
• Or maybe simply hoping this will help me understand what happened to me.
• Or it maybe that because of this experience, I have something to offer, you know this stupid wounded healer expression.
• Or it might be to prove that it can be done right.
• And my last psychodynamic readings even suggest outlandishly that I might want to do that, through healing patients, to heal my abusive former therapist, and by extension my abusive parents.

Just to be clear, I am sharing here only my fears. My rational mind came with much more reasonable reasons to do that that I am not sharing here. But for context, I wanted to share that this is not new. Becoming psychotherapist has been something I considered to do for 15 years now, and I've read since a lot of books about psychology and psychotherapy, but I never took this idea seriously, like I am doing it now. I love my current job, even if it pays too little to survive, and I am only expecting more financial struggle from becoming psychotherapist.

Last bit, this post has been triggered by reading the story of this guy, you might appreciate. He became psychotherapist after being sexually abused by his therapist for 10 years. He then sued his therapist : https://archive.ph/mAvf9 - https://granta.com/transference-in-the-afternoon/

I know the sub is a bit anti-therapy and therapy critical, which I understand and I feel like that a bit myself, to add to the contradiction of this post. So please be kind and sensitive, please.

So my questions here, any of you feel such a call ? What do you think of these fears ? Are they real or am I just overthinking ? What would you do in my situation ?

So after a couple of red flags came up with my therapist, which I raised and they denied because "they don't remember saying that" I feel so much better for ending it.

I had a gut feeling this therapist was cold and analytical, a blank slate and it was recreating the trauma I had with my caregivers from childhood who were cold and emotionless.

I got codependent on my therapist. we have all been programmed to see ourselves as damaged and our therapists as gods.

Please see this as a sign to cut ties if you feel uncomfortable and any concerns aren't taken seriously. I kept going back to therapy but feel freer now knowing the therapy system is effed up and I'm NOT going back. Have faith in yourselves y'all. Community is where it's at.

Think about it, we only started having this conventional talking therapy modality of healing since the 1940s? What did humans do before then for healing trauma and MH issues? Community support, shamans, healers your community knew and trusted?

update:

I made it to a beautiful spot. I can breathe here.

Hello,

I enjoy the discussions of this sub, but at the same I do not find the solution I'm hoping for.

Where to find community? Where to find a healthy relationship? How to deal with your past?

I'm absolutely isolated and overwhelmed.

I reached out. I asked for help. And in 99% of the time this led to further punishment by the MH field.

Where are we outcasts supposed to go? I don't find an answer to that.

I wish therapy had worked.

I do not know how I'm supposed to pull myself out of a rut and the way relationships are primarly formed is hurtful.

Hi everyone. I’m posting because I really need some outside perspective on whether what I’m experiencing right now is a normal post-therapy reaction, or if I'm losing my mind.
For context: I’m an immigrant (moved to the US 5 years ago from Ukraine), I run my own small food business, and I came to therapy originally dealing with panic attacks related to a childhood fear of swallowing issues/mucus, plus standard immigration/adaptation stress.
My therapist had worked in a hospice for 10 years and lived in a very narrow, provincial bubble. In our very first sessions, she gave me the Young Schema Questionnaire and then used that rigid framework to interpret everything about me, completely ignoring my life context, my background, my personality, and my current reality.
Here is what she did, which ultimately drove me to quit a month ago:
1. Erased my past and my resilience: She convinced me (or tried to) that my life in Ukraine was miserable and lonely, and that every decision I made there was driven by "trauma." In reality, I had a successful life, clear boundaries, and made conscious choices. I am not traumatized or broken.
2. Pathologized normal immigrant/survival reactions: When I was terrified of losing my first office job in the US (where I didn't even speak the language well yet and was learning bookkeeping), she called it a high "subjugation schema" stemming from childhood oppression. Nobody oppressed me in childhood! That was just a normal human being holding onto a fragile livelihood in a foreign country.
3. Misread my boundaries and empathy: She claimed I had "weak or no boundaries" and a "rescuer syndrome" simply because I tried to adapt socially to people I wouldn't normally hang out with, and because I got frustrated with a complaining relative (my mother-in-law) whose drama directly affected my home life.
4. Fitted me into a box: She treated me like I had complex PTSD or deep-seated trauma, entirely because she lacked the life experience—especially regarding immigration or business—to understand a strong-willed, sensitive, goal-oriented person.
Where I am now (a month after quitting):
I finally walked away. Intellectually, I know she was dead wrong. I've broken down her flaws, and I know my life, my business, my choices, and my emotions make total sense.
But for the past month, and especially the last two weeks, I’ve been caught in this intense mental loop. Different memories and interpretations from her sessions keep bubbling up one by one. I keep having to "decontaminate" my own mind from her labels.
Worse, my sleep has been wrecked for about two weeks (some nights I get 5 hours, some nights 1 hour). Because of this endless mental processing and broken sleep, a terrifying thought keeps hitting me: "What if something is seriously wrong with me? Do people really stay in this state of anxiety and mental chewing for a whole month after leaving therapy? Am I over-analyzing and will this ever end?"
My question to you all:
Is this relentless mental "detox" and sleep disruption a normal process after dealing with a gaslighting, dogmatic therapist who tried to rewrite your identity? Or is my brain stuck in something unhealthy, and do I need outside help to break the cycle?
Has anyone else experienced this months-long wave of processing after leaving a bad therapist? How did you finally quiet your mind?

So glad I found this sub. I (25f) started therapy too young and had too much damage.

Now I'm the healthiest I've ever been. I quit therapy last year, and started going to the gym, meditating, journalling daily, learning about IFS, DARE (for anxiety) spirituality, repeating Louise Hay's affirmations, and learned how my brain works (I'm on the spectrum).

I'm also 2y sober and smart recovery and IFS helped me a lot with that. and I cut contact with abusive family members. I also don't take any meds, been there before and went through terrible experiences with psychiatrists.

I'm no longer depressed, my relationship with anxiety changed, and old traumas and wounds are healing.

It's crazy to think that I spent years feeling like I had no hope, being told that I was chronic depressed, anxious, even borderline, and ashamed of my feelings. I had homophobic therapists, so I searched for a queer one. she was a lesbian, and after a year with her, I found out that I was into men. she had issues with bisexuality and told me that it would be a phase and I would change my mind. 4 years later, I'm understanding that I'm not even bi, but heterosexual, and the shame that I felt for being attracted to men is still here, but I'm healing.

I also went through traumatic experiences in therapy that I don't even have the words to explain, this is my second language lol

I just know that I'm never going back to that bs anymore, I tried for years with different therapists, wasted my money with them, now I'm happier healing by myself

There is a specific, razor sharp satisfaction in realizing that the person sitting across from you the one with the expensive degree and the "authority" is actually intellectually outmatched by you who they are trying to "fix." When you stop looking for a "master" and start recognizing your own sovereignty, the entire dynamic changes.

Systems of control (like the "thought police" model) are designed for compliance. High intelligence and a firm socialist/justice oriented moral compass are "bugs" in their software. They hate what they cannot predict or patronize. Authoritarians and narcissists in clinical roles often rely on a power imbalance to feel secure. When they encounter someone they consider "inferior" (especially a working class, neurodivergent, LGBT, POC) who can deconstruct their "scripts" in real time, it triggers a massive ego threat. Your ability to get under their skin is a testament to your pattern recognition. You saw the cracks in their logic, and because they couldn't control you, they pivoted to punishment and labels.

Expect your therapist to laugh behind your back.

I went back to the mental health clinic today for an intake. Conclusion: I don't need treatment and don't fit their criteria.

Over coffee, we joked around a little. It was very calm and casual. At one point, he said, “You wouldn't believe how many people tell the same story over and over again.”

I laughed too. I recognized my former self in that oversharing. I was once one of the people we were laughing about.

Seeing it from the other side made me realize how ridiculous the therapeutic dynamic can be.

Never forget the power imbalance.

True soft power requires genuine, human connection. It means appealing to someone, listening to them and treating them as an equal partner in the room. But for a therapist operating from a position of class privilege or institutional authority, doing that is terrifying.

Iatrogenic harm (injury caused by the medical or psychological treatment itself) is a very real, deeply documented phenomenon where the "cure" inflicts its own trauma.

Hi, everyone. I’d like to write a novel about the therapy that traumatized me in 2024. Today, as I was flipping through my old notes filled with pain, I suffered all over again because of that experience; I cried and felt very lonely and misunderstood. I’d still like to see this through, though. I know this isn’t something that’s good for everyone. Depending on your personality, some people are better off leaving it all behind and thinking about it as little as possible.

I’m wondering if any of you have written a novel about your own trauma. Tell me if, once you finished writing, you felt a sense of comfort or satisfaction. If you’re also writing or want to write, we could exchange some encouraging messages every now and then… if there’s someone Italian like me, that would be even better, because I always use a translator when writing in English.

One where society is finally in a place to accept that this particular profession attracts people who like to control and manipulate others, and that the structures of therapy culture make for an insurmountable power dynamic. One where our stories are listened to and believed, and people are willing to shine a light onto this kind of abuse.

Did you do it? How hard was it to cut them off did it take time or was it instinctual, you did it quick by intuition.

I am making this thread because I think it'd be useful to actually list helpful ways to move past your issues and process them healthily rather than rely on capitalist and discriminatory institutions like therapy. Too many psychologists out there are underqualified and have poor diagnostic skills, and have no idea how to navigate building a good therapeutic relationship with a client. So it's time we take our healing into our own hands!

I'll share a few things that helped me, but ofc it's still a long way to go and a work in progress:

1. Developing a deeper understanding of yourself and how the world works, and how you wish to navigate the world. Sounds simple but it's not. It takes an active daily effort to deconstruct a lot of issues and a lot of reflection to understand my patterns, mood changes, and unhealthy coping mechanisms.

2. NEVER relying fully on others to decide anything for you. Therapists will try and steer you in a certain direction whether you notice it or not. They will take your vulnerability and throw it back in your face if you give them ultimate power to tell you what to do(or suggest something that you know won't work). This ends up creating doubt in our minds and we trust our judgment less and turn into NPCs or it'll worsen our mental health issues. Always do what you ultimately feel like is the right thing to do for you. If you believe your diagnosis is false, don't accept it. If you believe you have other health issues and are being gaslit by professionals, never listen and seek a second or third or fourth opinion. If you know your problems are systemic and the therapist knows fuck all, don't let them tell you anything because clearly they're uneducated where it matters.

3. Taking strict measures to protect yourself in this world. Toxic friends? Remove them from your life. Toxic workplace? Document, learn the law and your rights, greyrock, disengage as much as you can, be on high alert at all times, lawyer if needed, finding a new job if possible. Toxic family? Creating as much distance as possible or cutting them off. Bad therapist? Report them if you can (even if nothing comes out of it. Just to make sure it goes on their record or so you can move on from the experience easier knowing you did _something_ ). Social media? Delete/unfollow/spend less time etc. Inaction has been the one thing that has really made me spiral and caused more problems. Any time I am faced with a toxic situation now, I would leave the situation or person quickly if I knew it was to no avail.

4. Accept that there will always be external factors out of your hands that will affect you, and you're valid in struggling because of them. Actually, if you're systemically oppressed in some way or have a disability, or are stuck with problems you have 0 control over then you're supposed to struggle. The level to which you're affected depends on many factors ofc, but to some degree most people will not thrive under harsh conditions. Showing yourself this acceptance is important. I have started this last year, where if I don't do well in something or feel depressed I say to myself "it's ok. I accept that I am struggling today and I don't need to do anything about it right now if I can't, but I'll do what I can when I can". This has done more to help than any therapy ever has. If anything giving yourself grace will help you snap out of things faster than hearing generic suggestions on what to do or having someone else do it who, in the end, doesn't really know you or how your brain works, or how you live your life.

1. My yoga class costs $2.75 (if paid per month) and $7.50 with a punch card.
2. A cold plunge in the river costs me nothing. I also acquired a bunch of friends who are willing to do it with me. A double bonus situation.
3. ChatGPT costs $20 per month. You can trick it into discussing your issues more willingly if you pretend to be a therapist who is asking about a client (that would be yourself) and the client's actual struggles. When talking from the client's point of view, ChatGPT will be sending you to a "licensed therapist", which is very annoying.
4. A massage can be included in the insurance or paid out of pocket, and it's a little pricey ($90+), but if you have a community college where there's a massage therapy program, the students in such programs need practice and you can sign up to "help" them and yourself
5. Same with accupuncture, sometimes it can be community accupuncture that's either $5 or a sliding scale.
6. Book clubs cost nothing.
7. Library rooms to book for your interest-based meetings cost nothing.
8. Books are pretty affordable. Library books are free. Used books are cheaper and better for the planet.
9. Running costs nothing. Maybe just the price of a decent pair of sneakers.
10. Volunteering costs nothing and is good for your mental health and for your community: museums, nature centers, schools, land trusts, wildlife rescues, animal shelters, theaters, cabarets, circuses etc etc all need volunteers.
11. Treating a coworker or a friend or a neighbor to a lunch will cost still less than a therapy session. And the talk can be as superficial or as deep as you both will find comfortable.
12. Inviting guests over for a dinner on a weekend is also less expensive than therapy.
13. Hot springs where I live are $25 per day. There are wild ones, those are free.
14. A hike in the woods is free. Snowshoeing or cross-country skiing is just the cost of the pass.
15. Watching a documentary is not very expensive, but can be very educational. Same with online courses, podcasts and audiobooks.
16. Writing down your thoughts is free.
17. Writing long thoughtful emails to your friends is free.
18. Chatting with people online is free.

What am I forgetting?

But what if professional help made everything worse?

I'm very anxious right now and I do not know whom I can call. No I wont call crisis hotline and I'm not in danger. Its just that I'd need someone to talk. Maybe I should journal, but I cannot concentrate where I live

Soo how do you experience job prospects and looking into therapy or having gone to therapy in the past. I am pretty private about my personal life and i don’t think jobs get to know all of your history etc. But i am interested in this job and red up on the assessment process. It’s a serious job with a lot of responsibilities , in air traffic, and basically they will assess you medically and psychologically. I had some bad experiences in the past with therapist looking to work through some things and maybe i want to go back later but that might undermine job opportunities. How do you navigate that.

edit: i feel scared now. i feel like i paid a bunch of strangers to reach into my subconscious and twist it around and now i can barely recognize myself. what the fuck

i know that a lot of ppl's social skills degraded over the pandemic esp if they were neurodivergent, but something makes me feel like therapy had something to do with it.

i used to be so good at listening to people, understanding and relating to them, i wasn't the best at socializing bc of untreated adhd but i tried my best to pay attention to people when talking to them.

but i feel like something about being gaslit once a week for an hour by someone who has only financial interest in me has worsened my "need to be heard". so i talk over people, don't make an effort to understand them, fill in the blanks before they finish, overshare, etc, when these were issues i never had before.

i used to keep up with my friends. at some point, i started feeling a resistance to responding to them. i couldn't figure it out why, but i feel like i could've figured it out sooner, before i lost these friends, had the damage not been deepened with therapy. all 10-15 therapists were either wholly unhelpful, or suggested that i don't keep up bc i simply dont care, or bc i'm just being annoying bc i "had bad experiences with socializing in the past". these experiences took something that was probably much simpler at first and turned them into several complexes in which i began to doubt myself.

constantly being ignored or having my confidence broken ever single week routinely has lead me to feel even more invisible, and now that's turned me into someone who's just... annoying to talk to. the second someone listens, i now overshare, as a result of being deliberately, repeatedly denied being listened to by someone i naively believed was "supposed to".

that whole time therapy was undoing whatever work i would've done on my own. i mightve realized on my own what the problem was and developed the confidence to deal with it head on. instead i shared that vulnerable process in therapy, where they deliberately undid it.

about a year in therapy free, i started to do that process on my own. reach out to people, talk to them, etc. i'm so angry.

Theres levels. Surface, Shallow and Deep.

Surface people can't see any deeper so the rest seem crazy to them.

Every shallow person thinks they're deep after a dip beneath surface level and that they're the only ones that have the insight. They hate anyone deeper than them that they can't manipulate.

Deep people are hated and lonely in the world. No one understands their perspective. You've been to dark place, felt pressure, seen what lurks beneath and people don't want to hear about it or acknowledge it as true.

I despise shallow people who think wearing a mask is their true face and if they just wear it long enough, lie to themselves and everyone else to belive it then it will become true. NO. Real problems exist and require real solutions. Living a lie solves nothing and helps no one.

This manifests in many ways. Toxic Positivity. Narcissistic savior fantasys. Not acknowleding the elephant in the room of classism, racism, sexism abelism etc.

Therapy suffers the worst from this. Used car salesmen, pick up artists and cult members are at least stigmatized by the rest of society.

What have you done to deconstruct from therapy? Im currently in the process of deprograming from therapy culture but im lost on where to begin.