I received another anonymous submission today. Here are the contributor’s words:
I’m continuing the stitch therapy, but in a different way. This isn’t something that was said during the assault. The first time I ever told anyone exactly what happened to me was in group therapy several years later. No one said anything for a minute, and then the psychiatrist who lead the group said this.
Someday I’d love to know what men really think about women’s sexuality.
I had a male therapist when I was 16. I hated him. Therapy was court ordered after a suicide attempt. He was obese and greasy and had a hot pink face. He sat in a rocking chair and asked me question after question about sexual abuse in my past. Then he wanted details. Then he wanted details of the details. I don’t care how important sexual abuse is to the recovery of a young woman, being alone in a room with that man was a rape in the form of conversation.
Anyone who has ever been the victim of a Rape Kit knows that it feels like a repeat of the assault.
How many of us have been violated in talk therapy? How many of us have left feeling worse? How many of us have given up from a hopeless lack of understanding?
Since this blog is about empowerment, I have to encourage everyone to fire a bad therapist. The phone book is full of them. My opinion is uneducated, but I wholeheartedly believe that if your therapist makes you feel naked and raw and misunderstood you should never go back.