While it is a good thing to motivate someone to perform better, it is NOT okay to pressurize someone or make that person feel incompetent. My parents belong to the category of this type of people.
Since childhood, I was always expected to be the best in everything. I was always expected to be ‘first‘ in everything. To be honest, I was not interested in Science or Mathematics and regularly being taunted for my average performance in the mentioned took a toll on me. At first, all those harsh words made me sad but as time passed by, it started affecting me differently. Instead of delving into self-pity, all those remarks made by my parents as well as some teachers made me angry. It felt like something was burning inside me. I started taking out my anger on objects. In a fit of rage, I used to break whatever stood in front of me. It took me some time before I realized that I needed someone to talk to, to take advice from to control my anger. I started looking up for therapeutic centres near me and came across Associates at York Inc. After reading on their website, I decided to go for the Anger Therapy Program. My parents didn’t hesitate in getting me enrolled here.
The first session was not as helpful as I thought it would be. I was asked to give an introduction and I did. The only problem was that the therapist did not listen to a single word as she was on her phone throughout the session. All I did was sit there quietly watching the therapist laugh. The first session ended and I went back home and that night I thought about whether I had made a mistake going to that place.
In the second session, the therapist, without even listening to me, started off the session by lecturing me about how grades are really important in today’s world and how it is imperative to stay on top of the ‘game’. I could not tell at that moment whether I was sitting in front of my therapist or my parent. After that session, things started getting worse for me. There was this voice inside my head which did not let me sleep. I started doubting my self-worth and how I was not good enough for anything. These thoughts kept making me angrier and there was always this urge to break up and punch anything.
The third session crossed all limits. I was shouted at by the therapist for being 10 minutes late to the session and that is exactly when I decided that more than the toxic words and taunts inflicted upon me by my parents, that place was terribly affecting me. I decided to stop going to that place and by far that is the best decision I’ve ever made in my life.
I would recommend everyone to stay as far away from this place as possible.