Wednesday, December 1, 2010
I SHRUNK THE SHRINK
I got a call from my mom last night and she had the most bizarre news for me I have had in a really long time. You see, when I was a Senior in High School I was bulimic to the point where I had to be institutionalized to bring my electrolites back into balance. I was at the Center for Change for two months under the care of a Psychologist by the name of Dr. Harold Frost. I'm kind of a tough nut to crack so our therapy sessions were anti-climatic and completely unhelpful. Visualizing rainbows and rivers and building self esteem. It was all bullshit in my opinion but I had to go to Therapy twice a week regardless. There was no deep dark abuse to uncover, no pervy uncle, no Post Traumatic Stress, I just liked to eat without gaining weight. Our therapy sessions turned into more of a gossip session, he would tell me about how jacked the other girls were, which ones had attempted suicide etc. It was fascinating. He tried to hypnotize me a couple times to "Uncover my past" but the whole time he was trying to get my mind to submit to him I was thinking about what a crock of shit he was. I mean really, he sits in a super comfy chair across from pretty girls, talks about what makes them sad and then hugs them with a groan of satisfaction(pervy bastard). For all of this fantastic treatment he gets $25k. So when my mom asked me last night if I had ever been hypnotized by this man I chuckled and responded not really. He had tried, but I was on to his garbage from the start. The reason she asked me was because he has allegedly lost his medical license for planting false memories into his patients. Under hypnosis he had convinced several women that they had been part of a cult that sacrificed babies and had satanic rituals. WOW!!! People had come in with minor Psychological problems and he had filled their minds with an entire false past! At last my skepticism has paid off. My parents wasted $25k for therapy I never received because I shrunk the shrink. Ultimately shrinking the shrink may have saved my mind from his bizarre contamination. Weird.
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As weirdly bizarre as that story is (I mean, whaaaaaaat?!?!??), I'm sitting here laughing out loud about the thought of someone telling you to visualize rainbows. What'd your mom say when you told her she'd wasted $25K? GEEEEEZ!!!
My mom knew the therapy was a waste the first time she came in for a group therapy. I think she might have hated that place more than I did. LOL. After ten years of digesting the money was essentially thrown away she was actually grateful I didn't go to the place with the rainbows and streams. I also checked the Utah Board of Medicine and he was, in fact, forced to surrender his license.
As a quick side note I should mention that according to the State of Utah's database for disciplined doctors, he was forced to surrender his license for inappropriate relations with patient's during therapy! Boo-ya, I knew there was something behind that long satisfied moan when I gave him a quick hug *vomiting at the memory*!
I was also a patient of this therapist, but for five years. My experiences were similar to yours, but where did your mom get her info? That was news to me!
Violet, My mother is a close friend and confidant of a woman who was one of his patience for an extended time. The woman had long conversations with a Psychologist who testifies against repressed memory in court cases and has been working with him to try and sort through what is and isn't real. I pose a question to you...did you ever find it interesting at how many women at The Center had horrifying and hard to comprehend heinous pasts. Do you think it is just common with gaggers like me, or do you think its possible that the memories were planted there. Group therapies at that place produced more grotesque stories and histories than most horror movies. I have not found any legitimate sources online confirming what she told me, but it is factual about the loss of his license for inappriate behavior with patients during therapy. It was a sixty day vacation for me, but did not fix me. Only I can do that.
I never experienced him trying to "plant memories" with me. When he hypnotized me, he just told me encouraging metaphors for getting better. However, I really don't know what to believe about him anymore. He was physically inappropriate with me, talked about other patients to me (inappropriately), and violated and used me in many ways. I do know about him losing his license. I am currently in therapy to get over that "therapy" experience. It's hard, because I was very attached to him. Other patients' stories didn't strike me as being overboard or unbelievable, however. I am just now trying to piece things together... So I was glad to find someone else say something similar, but sad too.
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