It sounds like she had trouble separating her own experience from yours, maybe?
I saw two psychologists. The first was in my town, she was an older lady. Her 'office' was in a tiny room on the second floor of a scary falling down house that had converted into offices. Apparently this was her temporary office while her regular office was renovated. There was clutter piled up to waist height, with a path between the door and the desk, old pictures, dead plants, old heaters and air conditioners, piles of papers. Her desk had more dead plants, papers, and ornaments. I paid my copay by check, which was added to a pile of other checks. It's been 4 months, the check hasn't been cashed yet. She quizzed me about my mother's dieting habits while I was young. For 50 minutes. She said we needed a few more sessions. I didn't go back.
My second psychologist works from the same hospital as my surgeon, they knew each other. I was there 45 minutes, in his clean office surrounded by clean glass. He asked me what I was expecting, what I'd tried, what I thought. He was pleased I'd done so much research into the procedure, the outcome, and the surgeon. I paid my copay by debit card.
They're all different. If you don't click with one, or they insist on more sessions you don't need, go find someone else. If they approve you anyway, just chalk it up to experience. Avoid them in the future, but don't let it put you off seeing a mental health professional when you think you could do with someone to listen to you properly!
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