So what if I called him saint morales? I came here and got well from going to his office. I believed in him and for a a long time. I suppose you have never believed in someone who turned out to not be the person you thought they were, right. He treated me bad and things just got worse until one day I realized that no matter what changes I did, he was not going to treat me well. I blamed myself for years, ordering self-improvement programs and doing everything I could think of to change so he would treat me right. He treated patients well, they would tell me how great he was, but not me, me he treated like crap on many occasions. I took it because he convinced me he was better and smarter and worthy of me bowing at his feet.