I am now onto my 6th counsellor. They haven't all been rubbish but most have. Two were very good but I had to stop seeing them because one developed a serious illness and the other moved too far away.
My last one made up many excuses for my mother being neglectful, cruel and hateful towards me and told me it was my fault because I must have been a difficult child to bond with. She also told me I was trying to control DH when I asked him to show some loyalty and solidarity towards me after his mother had been very nasty to me.
Another one kept forgetting what I'd talked about last time and I had to keep repeating myself every week.
Another one totally focussed on my dad's abuse and completely failed to mention my mother's part in neglecting to protect me.
I know nobody is perfect but I seem to have found myself the bottom of the barrel counsellors time and time again. And the money I've wasted on these people.
The current one seems ok so far, but I'm not holding my breath.