My first and (hopefully last) therapist the first time she met me, ten minutes into an appointment bc of self-harm. So, what’s your sexuality?

15 y/o me: I’m bi.

Her: Really? Are you sure? Can you see yourself having sex with or dating a girl?

Little me: Yes.

Her: Alright, so let’s talk about your issues with that. What makes you think you’re “bi”?

Me: I have no issues with it. It is what it is.

Her: *continues talking about how being gay is truly the root of my issues* *adds bisexuality and being nb to my list of symptoms in my official report* *“”“"gender confusion”“”“* *mentions it to the psych she has me see* *tells my mother to call the cops if she thinks I show signs of “instability”(???)*

Her: I’ve been seeing you for two years now, but I still can’t help but feel like you’re keeping things from me.

No shit?????