Most psychology majors get into the study to find out what the fark's wrong with them. Some of them never accomplish this and have nowhere else to go when they get their degree.

"If all you wanted to do is move, there's other ways than staging a burglary and rape," said Sacramento police Sgt. Ric Romero.

The first red flag was that she is a psychologist. Just like the constabulary has always served as cover for a certain criminal element, and the clergy a cover for the amoral, the mental health profession has served as cover for the insane.

Nowhere near most of either cops or shrinks or pastors are actually crooks or nutters or heathens, but there are enough so that it's good to take pause when dealing with any of these types, and proceed with caution.

I hear it's pretty easy to get raped in prison. I hear some people even make jokes about it. What am I talking about? I'm not going to say it again......

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I'm not sure what tipped them off that a rape may not have occurred.

That's just tragic. You can see an attractive face underneath all that spite, water weight and fat. Or maybe it's just the LSD talking.

She is around the corner. Pray for me.

culebra: The first red flag was that she is a psychologist. Just like the constabulary has always served as cover for a certain criminal element, and the clergy a cover for the amoral, the mental health profession has served as cover for the insane.

Meh, no more than in the general populace. You're just looking for it in the shrinks. There's all kinds of farking nuts out there. And most people never have a clue.

However, there are really scary neighborhoods in Sacramento.
Maybe her husband was being a dick about moving.
Just saying.

In Sacramento they have crazy people faking their own rapes, and in Stockton they have crazy people living with decomposing corpses. Makes you wonder what's in the water.

Was it fake rape or fake fake rape rape?

Congratulations, you'll be moving to a gated community with 24/7 surveillance and security after all!

Why didn't she just say that someone bumped into her and tried to steal her purse and that she was scared? No bogus police report necessary, and husband gets scared about the neighborhood. Talk about using a nuke to get rid of mosquitoes.

Good thing she didn't stage her own rape twice. People might start to think she likes rape.

DblDad: She takes the "the" out of "psychotherapist".

Funny.

(Also, I submitted this with a better headline, but I have more going for me in life than to feel the need to mention that here.)

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I'm not sure what tipped them off that a rape may not have occurred.

That's just tragic. You can see an attractive face underneath all that spite, water weight and fat. Or maybe it's just the LSD talking.

I think ohio was referring to the crazy eyes. Not to be confused with her lazy eye.

Lifeless: Most psychology majors get into the study to find out what the fark's wrong with them. Some of them never accomplish this and have nowhere else to go when they get their degree.

Yup! My Ex is a psychologist and she's really farked up.

Benevolent Misanthrope: Every psychologist I've ever met was a total trainwreck.

It shouldn't come as a surprise that people who have chosen to spend their life around insane people aren't particularly sane themselves.

CSB time: I took a semester of psychology in college: my most vivid memory of it is a lecture on self harm ending early when about half the class admitted they'd tried it at least once. biatches be crazy.

Benevolent Misanthrope: Every psychologist I've ever met was a total trainwreck. Seriously. And honestly, what else would we we expect of people who think they know what other people are thinking even when they themselves don't?

On the other hand, everyone is farked up, and at least psychologists are willing to talk about it and reason about it, which is a HUGE improvement over people who think they're entirely rational. (Male psychologists, on the other hand, all have God complexes. Just like the movies. They become psychologists so they can pretend they're sane because everyone else isn't.)

cryinoutloud: culebra: The first red flag was that she is a psychologist. Just like the constabulary has always served as cover for a certain criminal element, and the clergy a cover for the amoral, the mental health profession has served as cover for the insane.

Meh, no more than in the general populace. You're just looking for it in the shrinks. There's all kinds of farking nuts out there. And most people never have a clue.

And you're more than free to believe that.

Benevolent Misanthrope: Bob_Sled: Lifeless: Most psychology majors get into the study to find out what the fark's wrong with them. Some of them never accomplish this and have nowhere else to go when they get their degree.

Yup! My Ex is a psychologist and she's really farked up.

Every psychologist I've ever met was a total trainwreck. Seriously. And honestly, what else would we we expect of people who think they know what other people are thinking even when they themselves don't?

My favorite side of that is their undying belief that everyone needs therapy all the time. I've met few people in the mental health profession (on the therapist / counselor side) who don't see a peer on a very regular basis. The entire industry just looks like a big ponzi scheme.

I'm not saying therapy of some form is not without merit, but the industry thrives on the idea that one can never be enough better from an ordeal or just life in general not to need further treatment.

Seriously, how many oncologists or nephrologists regularly see their peers for monthly appointments for years on end without a distinct chronic condition.

Did she do the raping... that is one unfortunate looking "woman".

"Never stick your dick in crazy" meets "Crazy lies about getting stuck with a dick."

Film at 11.

False rape accusations are more common than you think.

AaronB1138: My favorite side of that is their undying belief that everyone needs therapy all the time. I've met few people in the mental health profession (on the therapist / counselor side) who don't see a peer on a very regular basis.

Yeah, because they spend most of their day talking about really screwed up stuff. People who come in for couple's therapy and there's so much hatred and so little love between them that the therapist has to counsel them that yeah, in your case, divorce might be the right idea. Or more mundane things like people who come in for therapy and their spouse doesn't come home every night, and they don't realize that's strange (I'm sure he got drunk and slept at a friend's place or something innocent like that, no need to give him the third degree over it) or might have something to do with why they're unhappy. Or married people who haven't had sex in a couple of years and are hugely frustrated over that but their spouses go ballistic every time they mention it, so they figure it's normal for people over forty not to have sex.

Even worse, they don't just counsel people who have problems (though that would be bad enough,) they counsel people who are the problem. Men who cheat on their wives chronically, who go off on their families in screaming rages at the drop of a hat and need to be convinced that it isn't normal and might be related to why they don't have close and trusting relationships with anyone in the world and never have. Women who think their husbands are worthless but don't want to consider the sensible alternatives of leaving or trying to develop some respect for their husbands, who are more comfortable being in a miserable and essentially abusive relationship. Who have to be painstakingly convinced, step by step, that there might be a better way, and of course a lot of people can never be moved. It's not like someone comes in with a glaringly obvious horrible problem and you diagnose it and fix it. You have to spend a lot of time trying to convince them that it IS a problem that they cheat on their spouse chronically with people both of them know, or that they're drunk every day and scream at their children even when they haven't done anything, or that they haven't said "I love you" in ten years and don't want to say it because they like that their spouse is a little insecure.

Oh, and that's normal people who have marriages that to all outward appearances are happy and functional. Some people are way worse off than that. The people you think of when you think of psychotherapy -- people who are decent, sane, and self-aware but are chronically slightly miserable because they're neurotic -- are not actually the bread and butter of psychotherapy. The day-in day-out, as I understand it, is married couples who end up in therapy when they're forty or so with this long history of horrible pathology that both of them think is completely normal, with the exception of the one little thing that brought them into therapy. "Okay, Caitlin, so I understand that you want your husband to help you with the dishes occasionally and remember all your children's names, not just the boys'. Those are reasonable requests, and I think they will go a long ways toward helping you be more happy and secure. But I'd also like us to talk about, if we have time, how you feel about the times he hits you, and the child support he pays to a woman half your age, and the fact that he takes ski vacations with your sister." "Oh, those things don't bother me. He's a man, after all, and I'm so glad he gets along with my family. I don't ski and I'm so glad my sister does because otherwise I'd be so worried about him off on his own."

Work face to face with that every day and see if you don't need therapy.

Probably wanted to escape North Highlands or Rio Linda. Can't say I blame her.

FrankTheYank: AaronB1138: My favorite side of that is their undying belief that everyone needs therapy all the time. I've met few people in the mental health profession (on the therapist / counselor side) who don't see a peer on a very regular basis.

Yeah, because they spend most of their day talking about really screwed up stuff. People who come in for couple's therapy and there's so much hatred and so little love between them that the therapist has to counsel them that yeah, in your case, divorce might be the right idea. Or more mundane things like people who come in for therapy and their spouse doesn't come home every night, and they don't realize that's strange (I'm sure he got drunk and slept at a friend's place or something innocent like that, no need to give him the third degree over it) or might have something to do with why they're unhappy. Or married people who haven't had sex in a couple of years and are hugely frustrated over that but their spouses go ballistic every time they mention it, so they figure it's normal for people over forty not to have sex.

Even worse, they don't just counsel people who have problems (though that would be bad enough,) they counsel people who are the problem. Men who cheat on their wives chronically, who go off on their families in screaming rages at the drop of a hat and need to be convinced that it isn't normal and might be related to why they don't have close and trusting relationships with anyone in the world and never have. Women who think their husbands are worthless but don't want to consider the sensible alternatives of leaving or trying to develop some respect for their husbands, who are more comfortable being in a miserable and essentially abusive relationship. Who have to be painstakingly convinced, step by step, that there might be a better way, and of course a lot of people can never be moved. It's not like someone comes in with a glaringly obvious horrible problem and you diagnose it and fix it. You have to spend a lot of time trying to convince them that it IS a problem that they cheat on their spouse chronically with people both of them know, or that they're drunk every day and scream at their children even when they haven't done anything, or that they haven't said "I love you" in ten years and don't want to say it because they like that their spouse is a little insecure.

Oh, and that's normal people who have marriages that to all outward appearances are happy and functional. Some people are way worse off than that. The people you think of when you think of psychotherapy -- people who are decent, sane, and self-aware but are chronically slightly miserable because they're neurotic -- are not actually the bread and butter of psychotherapy. The day-in day-out, as I understand it, is married couples who end up in therapy when they're forty or so with this long history of horrible pathology that both of them think is completely normal, with the exception of the one little thing that brought them into therapy. "Okay, Caitlin, so I understand that you want your husband to help you with the dishes occasionally and remember all your children's names, not just the boys'. Those are reasonable requests, and I think they will go a long ways toward helping you be more happy and secure. But I'd also like us to talk about, if we have time, how you feel about the times he hits you, and the child support he pays to a woman half your age, and the fact that he takes ski vacations with your sister." "Oh, those things don't bother me. He's a man, after all, and I'm so glad he gets along with my family. I don't ski and I'm so glad my sister does because otherwise I'd be so worried about him off on his own."

Work face to face with that every day and see if you don't need therapy.

And then there are therapists that use pedantic tomes on FARK to blow off steam.

Every time I think the world can't get any crazier, I come to Fark.
You'd think I would have learned by now....
This story is one of those head shakers, I just had to shake my head in disgust and disbelief as I read it.
And yet it happened....

I'm trying to figure out the "blighted" part. It says three miles north of Sacramento. That's Natomas. Natomas doesn't really have a lot of blight. Maybe they mean Del Paso Heights, which they'd be idiots to move there in the first place. Three miles south I would definitely buy as being blighted and high crime (Oak Park, older parts of Elk Grove).

My wife is (well, was) going to a psychologist. A very nice lady. Unfortunately, I wouldn't listen to a thing she says because she is wayyyyyyyyyyyyyy out there brothers! I mean.....DING DONG!

At 200 bucks an hour once a week, I hope I've got her weaned from her.

batcookie: As a psychologist... this. And not just the ones who could use therapy themselves, but I say there's NOTHING worse than an unscrupulous psychologist. We can do SERIOUS damage to your head if we wanted to

No, really?

Captain Steroid: You know who else was a prison psychologist?

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Is this where I say I would rape Harley Quinn?

Because I wouldn't. Nope, not even a drop of rape from me.