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The Strangest, funniest or embarrasing things that have happened in a therapy session

Guest_3712
Community Member

Hi All,

After some persuasion by a fellow poster I thought it might be a good idea to share our stories of " When therapy sessions go Wrong" or are just downright funny and/ or awkward. Surely I cant be the only one that has had these encounters. Mind you I have been in therapy for many years and only recently have found some of these episodes amusing.

So if you have reached that place where you can have a bit of a laugh at yourself or maybe its the therapist who's done something strange please share ,

So I'll start with a couple of mine. Just a couple of small teasers to get the ball rolling

Early in my therapy I was totally embarrassed to share anything , and could only talk if my psych turned his chair around. Now he was only a short fellow and the chair had a high back, so all was good and I started to unload. My psych was quiet and I thought listening intently until I heard the unmistakeable sounds of snoring! Yep my deepest darkest secrets had put my psych to sleep! UMM had a lot of explaining and grovelling to do.

Another time I became so paranoid that my secrets were going to be discovered by people that worked in the medical offices -other docs, receptionists etc so during one session I grabbed his paper and pen and refused to let him write any notes of our session! Of course I didn't think till after I went that of course he would write after I left - probably best I don't know what he wrote after that session!

So that's it , if you have some stories I'm sure others would love to hear the lighter side of therapy .

Take Care

Stressless

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Guest_3712
Community Member

Hi All,

Cant sleep so thought I would add another funny story.

It was some time ago now but I was in the middle of a particularly difficult session , when I started feeling very sick. My psych was talking about opening up more an d I kept saying I don't feel well. He kept insisting I needed to open up and let it all out. Big mistake.! Because that's what I did - literally. I tried to make it to the door but didn't get there. OMG I was so embarrassed , My doc had to move to another office while his was cleaned.

To this day my psych leaves an empty garbage bin by my chair - took me a while to laugh about it but as I told him it was his fault for not believing me - so I'm ok with it !

Any one else done anything like this or worse?

Take care

Stressless

Hi Stressless,

Hehe I know I shouldn't laugh but I think that story is my favourite.

Have to admit I'm kind of surprised that this thread hasn't been swamped with stories. I thought there would be heaps of amusing moments out there 😊

I'll live in hope more people come to share 😊

ladymists
Community Member

Hi all,

This post just made my day. 😊 I can't say anything funny has happened to me with my psychologist but think you are right I thought more people would share stories. I find that some days after a session I go home and feel lighter and some days my brain comes up with answers I never knew I needed. Guess I'm getting bang for my buck. I hope more people can feel comfortable with sharing some of their journey be it funny, sad, helpful or just normal. Although somedays I have to say normal is definately a weird state of mind. 😎

Happy Sunday all.

Hey ladymist

glad u enjoyed post . My sessions too gave me many mixed feelings from almost floating out door to dragging myself along the floor

normal ? Yes that is very much open to interpretation isn't it ?

glad u posted hope u chat sgain

Take Care

Stressless

Hey Quercus

glad I gave u a laugh . Hope others are enjoying a bit of light relief if not able to share directly- all good

unfortunately I still have more stories - maybe I just have a twisted sense of humour ???

hope u have had a good weekend and feeling not too bad

Take Care

Stressless

Oh my goodness. Oh my bloody goodness. Psychotherapy is bringing out the absolute worst in me haha. No idea how I am ever going to look him in the eye next week.

I just spent a solid hour talking to my psych (and the wall) about sex. Holy crap I am losing my mind. I told him about suggesting a threesome as an excuse to end a relationship that felt incestuous because he was like a brother to me. I want the floor to swallow me up! What was I thinking?!

Got one to beat that Stressless? Please please tell me you do. I am halfway between mortification and hysterical laughter.

Hey Quercus,

Nope got nothing to compare to that , but its still early !

I had to read your 'cringe worthy' story before I left for my psych appt today - just so I had a reference point in case things went pear shape- like "At least I didn't talk about having a threesome " or something like that !

Don't worry about facing him again- he probably wont, a/ remember, b/ has heard worse. So hold head high and own it girl !

Take Care

Stressless

Haha thanks Stressless 😊

I hope you're feeling a bit better today. Hope the therapy helps.

I was feeling embarrassed then saw a post by another user about books by Athol Kay. Seeing as I just bought my husband a few I think maybe I should save my embarrassment for when they come in the mail haha.

CMF
Blue Voices Member
Blue Voices Member

Oh my dear Quercus...

'I told him about suggesting a threesome as an excuse to end a relationship that felt incestuous because he was like a brother to me. ' So do tell, only if you want to of course, did it work to end the relationship? I hope you don't mind but you brought a smile to my face.

Doolhof
Champion Alumni
Champion Alumni

Years ago I had a breakdown and ended up in the emergency department of a hospital for three nights waiting for a bed in a mental health ward.

I asked the psychiatrist what it meant when I felt like throwing the soup against the wall. He told me it was probably because the soup tasted awful! He even invited me to chuck it at the wall. I am not sure who would have been more surprised if I had done so, him or me!

Early this year I had another melt down and was escorted tot he local hospital via police car. The dear, kind policeman was trying to make conversation with me. He asked me what bugged me the most at home, I told him it was the dogs barking next door.

He told me he had the same problem. I asked him how come, he had a gun why didn't he shoot them. The poor policeman looked at me and stated that he believed I really did need some help.

Not quite as good as the threesome story, but all I can muster right now.