Judith Stollerman

I saw her for two years (age 14 to 16) on a weekly basis. She was great at establishing rapport, but I was devastated when I told her about abuse my father (who was paying her) was inflicting. She insisted,repeatedly, for over half a year, that I was lying. She eventually discovered the truth, but became extremely contemptuous of me on the very day she received the irrefutable truth. Instead of just saying “I’m sorry. I made a mistake,” she refused to work with me for any more sessions, saying that she “will not work with anyone who is going to waste her time.” Please seek out therapists, as there are so many ethical, honest, and empathic licensed ones out there. Therapy is the best investment I have made in my health and peace of mind (I’m 51 years old now). I have never regretted seeking help. But occasionally you run across one whose own ego, for whatever reasons, impedes their ability to own their mistakes. Mistakes are fine. It’s imperative, however, that the therapist own them.