ABSTRACT
Bonita was one of the most competent therapists I knew. She was well-trained, had a wealth of experience, and she was a leader in the area of sexual abuse treatment. As she left the courtroom, she appeared somewhat like a soldier coming home after being beaten in battle. Tears streamed down her cheeks as she told me how incompetent she felt. In a fit of sadness, hurt, and anger she said, “I don’t know if I will ever practice psychotherapy again. Perhaps that attorney was correct, maybe I don’t know what I’m talking about.”
