#badtherapists

[fake-cool-kid]

I was told that if you have nothing nice to say, don’t say anything at all...

Dear old therapist,

You’re a steaming pile of shit.  I wish so badly that I could erase all my memories I spent in your suffocating office.  My mother told me that if I had nothing nice to say, to don’t say anything at all.  So I’ll spare you from ever reading this.  But I gotta get this out.  And I want validation from strangers on the internet.  So here we go... You’re a steaming pile of shit.  I really mean that.  You’re transmisogynystic and planted those transmisogynystic ideas into me.  Beliefs I never held.  Thanks... NOT.  You’re also fucking TERFy and transphobic as all get out.  Why did you make fun of my Stand-to-pee?  Why did you insist on telling me I was a woman and that my gender identity was just a “sign” for “internalized misogyny”?  I will never forget that horrible poem you read to me.  And how you warped the context of that poem.  You took a beautiful poem, written by a black woman born into slavery, and tried to apply it to my gender dysphoria.  Go fuck yourself.  Seriously.  My brain still sometimes quotes that poem, in your voice, “Ain’t I a woman”, when I am misgendered.  Almost as if to say, to trick me, into thinking I’m not who I am, that I really am a woman, just because I was born with a fucking vagina and I happened to tell you about it. You’re. A. Steaming. Pile. Of. Goddamn. Shit! Every session, EVERY FUCKING SESSION... I left... and wept in my car for upwards to an hour before I could drive home.  Therapy shouldn’t wreck you like that.  Not every time.  Not as often.  There was never aftercare.  You fucking suck at your job.  I’ve had SOOOOO many other therapists after your sorry ass that knew when to stop, when to stop probing, when to check in with me.  You never did that.  You kept digging, and digging, and DIGGING!!!!!  Until there was only a shred of me left.  Dangling from my inner fruit tree. That you would pluck. And eat. Tear my flesh away to get to the sweet bits. And then toss my core to the ground. But guess what? Just like a discarded acorn, I shall regrow into a bigger, meaner, thicker, stronger tree.  You fuck!  There’s so much... that happened in your office... but I won’t say it here. But I will say this:  YOU ARE A STEAMING PILE OF SHIT! Sincerely, fake-cool-kid

[nickebdoncoaching]

Another day, another rant, another bunch of people announcing or commenting they ‘have a feeling ....’ followed by one of several hollow conspiratorial cliches. Fair enough you may say and you’d be right. Except a disturbing number of these people are therapists which then beggars the question - what example are they setting to clients? I’ve never hidden the fact that I believe there are a disproportionate number of hypnotherapists and coaches who have one foot firmly stuck in cuckoo land and do not need any encouragement integrating all kinds of other bullshit into what should be a simple and valuable tool to work with. Now obviously it is reasonable to assume that because they are a few sandwiches short of a picnic they may not have any level of self awareness of how delusional they sound. Sadly many are also so conditioned to talk shit and spin yarns to people that they can’t differentiate their own reality in trying to push realities on other people. What anyone should be able to differentiate however (especially anyone with an ounce of therapeutic training) is a feeling from a fact. Yet somehow that basic level of reasoning is missing for many. Ironically all of the simple investigative questions a therapist or coach should ask a client will work just as well if they did it on themselves or those presenting conspiratorial narratives. Simple questions like ‘who, what, when, where, why and how’ should be enough to disable virtually any conspiracy trope or cliche in its tracks and render the messenger mute. They are the cornerstone of showing clients - feelings aren’t facts. Any therapist that can’t or won’t deal in facts or evidence or have at the very least a rationalised explanation as to why they are saying or doing something (that doesn’t involve talking bollocks) should stop being a therapist and for the wackier ones, restrict how they use social media, google and YouTube and go read a proper book. Feelings aren’t facts. I have a feeling a lot of you know that and don’t give a fuck. I’ve seen enough to state that as fact. #facebookfuckwits #conspiracy #badtherapists https://www.instagram.com/p/B9oTLoWhW6v/?igshid=1lkx4e8i41am5