1st time I seeked therapy I was around 6-7 years old. 
Advice was awful, so my parents took me away.
I never received the treatment I needed, my life was scattered all over the place and as a child I could do nothing but watch my parents do nothing for me. 

2nd time I went the therapist kept acting sarcastically, had my mother buy coffee for him, asked nonsensical questions regarding sex and the layout of my house, and gave a false spoken diagnosis after the first meeting, claiming "I hate everything".
My mother took me away, screamed and hurled insults at me for one hour straight in the car. 

3rd time I'm going, first meeting goes fine, I am told to wait for an email, email never comes, I send an email myself and never received an answer.
I've been self harming, unable to sleep, locked up in my room, with no friends to talk to and no beloved family to receive support from. Father keeps screaming. My teachers treated me like scumbag for doing bad at school.