1. The therapist first said “no” to the idea of racial differences between Whites and Blacks (gaslighting me), but in a later session fundamentally affirmed it under the paternalistic theory that Black behavior is aberrant due to a dysfunctional environment which they cannot control.
The onus of control for Black people is apparently the paternalistic liberal who feels responsible for their environment like a parent would for their children's. While it’s true that Black people are inherently child-like in terms of their faculties, one need not pretend to be their parent. For they are foul progeny indeed.
2. The therapist immediately assumed that my thinking about a given situation was delusional or paranoid, even though upon providing details, he admitted that I’m right. Namely, the therapist feels threatened when I denounce money-making schemes in the medical industry, because he is a purveyor of one.
The therapist has a grudge against insurance companies in particular for not funding what he terms “higher standards of care.” Hopefully in a state-run medical system, higher standards of care would entail the redundancy of his occupation.
3. The therapist explains basic dynamics with stultified rhetoric. The mechanistic and pseudo-scientific language makes me feel uncomfortable, although it is presumably meant to give him an air of expertise, and mystify experience as something to be interpreted by him, rather than something that's empirically evident.
4. The therapist repeats things that I’ve previously negated in order to overcome my obsistance through attrition, such as the concept of “deep breathing” for anxiety.
Note that anxiety is more practically alleviated in this fashion through exercise (which effectively results in deep breathing), rather than sedentary meditation. In fact, the source of most of my ills is precisely an estrogen-effused sedentary existence -- which psychotherapy and its methods are only emblematic of.
The onus of control for Black people is apparently the paternalistic liberal who feels responsible for their environment like a parent would for their children's. While it’s true that Black people are inherently child-like in terms of their faculties, one need not pretend to be their parent. For they are foul progeny indeed.
2. The therapist immediately assumed that my thinking about a given situation was delusional or paranoid, even though upon providing details, he admitted that I’m right. Namely, the therapist feels threatened when I denounce money-making schemes in the medical industry, because he is a purveyor of one.
The therapist has a grudge against insurance companies in particular for not funding what he terms “higher standards of care.” Hopefully in a state-run medical system, higher standards of care would entail the redundancy of his occupation.
3. The therapist explains basic dynamics with stultified rhetoric. The mechanistic and pseudo-scientific language makes me feel uncomfortable, although it is presumably meant to give him an air of expertise, and mystify experience as something to be interpreted by him, rather than something that's empirically evident.
4. The therapist repeats things that I’ve previously negated in order to overcome my obsistance through attrition, such as the concept of “deep breathing” for anxiety.
Note that anxiety is more practically alleviated in this fashion through exercise (which effectively results in deep breathing), rather than sedentary meditation. In fact, the source of most of my ills is precisely an estrogen-effused sedentary existence -- which psychotherapy and its methods are only emblematic of.
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