Roya has a great laugh and she's very entertaining, but she doesn't want to be stressed out. She…read morenever knew my name. When I asked her what my name was, she couldn't tell me. She said, " you don't test me! No, I look at the big picture!" There was never any problem taking my money with my name on my checks .
She never knew why I was there. Not a clue. And If you told her anything remotely upsetting, she would say "No, no, no you don't tell me anything sad, no you tell me something good, I don't want feel bad!" my friends would joke "why don't you just phone it in ? " Greatest accent ever, like a one woman show, cackling, and laughing, doesn't want be upset. She has her sidekick who warms you up and butters you up before you even get there, to make sure everything's pleasant and sweet . But she is sure she gets your money first. The billing never made sense.
On my first visit instead of Intake, she fed her mother lunch, I think I have had about 10 minutes with her, so she never ... I thought it was a senior she was helping, nope it was her mother. My fault, I should've bailed. She had no idea of my history, dynamics, family, nothing, absolutely bizarre.
The waiting times were insane; one guy was waiting about an hour and a half. He blew his stack. Roya completely violated his privacy, saying, " he's a narcissist!" But in her accent, somehow breaking HIPAA doesn't seem so bad, she has a way of making everything softer and funny.
She would drink her tea, read her books, eat her roasted sunflower seeds, take her NAC supplement, do all her self-care in front of you, making sure she was fed, in your sessions-- she even paused to give me a book on Sedona she was reading. Screw my issues.
I recall coming in one day, and her hair was a bizarre, platinum, blonde, and she had painted her eyebrows with a pencil, I believe, so I explained to her it wasn't a very good look, she understood, it was too stark. It was a very funny moment, I believe she'd come from a wedding of a friend, and still had the flower arrangement in her hair. She gave out a great laugh.
Roya has a very good heart, she's a kind person. She's a good person, but she just wasn't there for me as I was drowning, desperate, severely depressed, at times hopeless, and one time I left her office went to hotel and considered jumping. She was completely unaware of what was happening with me, but I think her laughter kept her engaged in her own thoughts. Thank God, I'm past that.
I experienced terrifying violence while I was seeing her and she blamed me. A man who attempted to sexually assault me after two other men assaulted me and put me in the hospital. She thought I was the problem, but I wasn't. Perhaps an internal misogyny. A cultural issue. As was cleared of everything, however I think Roya needs to do some inner work. I was taking a back by somebody at the office who said "they like their own kind." When I considered seeing a primary character office and wondered why there was little diversity.
An eight-year-old boy suffered severely as a result of my being gaslighted. He said "you got hit the way my father hits me when he's drunk." The boy, came to me and told me a family member had sexually assaulted him. He spent the remainder of his tenancy trapped in his apartment until they were evicted. I heard from the Management, they were living an absolute filthy squalor. Adults fail adults, and they also failed children all the time. Nobody listen to me at all. Not even lovely laughing Roya...
The blame game, the same game, the go away game. But pay first.
If you blame the victim, you don't have to help. Being a rape apologist is very common, even amongst therapists.
