What initially began as an acceptable and potentially helpful session, Henry by third session had metamorphosed into. Mr. Hyde. Absolutely ignored my feelings, and several of my comments. I brought up several concerns and issues and feelings which were all ignored. When one is asked "How have you been?" and the answer is "I had a very bad week.", the reply expected would be "Tell me about it". Ignored. When one offers that a journal was brought in to share, that was ignored. When one is sitting in clear emotional pain, a doctor should be there ito provide some degree of comfort. A patient should feel some relief and possibilities when one leaves; not despair and put down and angry. My husband was also put off by Henry's dismissiveness. This man has given me such contempt for himself. My niece, who has her MS in clinical psych from Stanford and Columbia , said "Run away from him as fast as possible. He has no business does doing what he is doing. " Maybe something was wrong with Henry this week and he should have taken the day off. He actually said "I'm the director here." He made a few flippant comments. Completely unprofessional the entire session. I wish my former (female) therapist was still around. She listened, did not ridicule, comforted. My initial reasons for going in to see him were never addressed. He also "demand that my clients do their homework." Both my husband and I agreed that he had given us a different assignment than he claimed. I was scolded for not doing my homework, yet I brought in a journal which I have been keeping (and he requested I write). The journal was entirely dismissed. Oh, dear, Henry, you were a big disaster for me.