When my attorney requested my therapist's session notes, what we found was that she had falsified them. Here's what that looked like.
Turns Out Sam Faked Her Notes
Category: Facts of the Case
The underlying facts of Matt’s story.
The Last Waltz
I made my exit and never spoke to her again. This is how it ended.
In Which We See Each Other In Person
After months of video sessions, I drove to her office in Connecticut to see what it would be like to be in the room with her again. It was the beginning of the end.
Three Months of Hell
We went back to twice-weekly sessions. Sam disclosed more and more. The more she disclosed, the closer I felt — and the more confused and trapped.
An Expert Weighs In
Dr. Paul Appelbaum, one of the country's leading forensic psychiatrists, reviewed the evidence and concluded my therapist had markedly deviated from her professional obligations.
The First Next Session
Despite wanting to end it, I went back. Sam persuaded me to continue. What followed was worse than what came before.
Letter to Sam
I wrote my therapist a goodbye letter. It didn't stick — which is why there are 14 more chapters after this one.
My Breakdown
What a nervous breakdown actually looks and feels like from the inside, triggered not by a life event but by the person who was supposed to prevent one.
“I love You. I am Deeply Immersed With You.” — Sam
My therapist told me she loved me. She said we needed to figure out what we were going to do. What I did was have a nervous breakdown.
Things I Know About My Former Therapist (But Shouldn’t)
A list of personal details my therapist shared with me over years of sessions. Every item on this list is something she never should have told me.