Mine were awful. Intentionally gave me false information, and I would have killed myself if it wasn't for the near miracle of getting access to enough money to pay for my medication and surgery privately. During my time getting through an army of shrinks, they were completely uninterested in me, except for the one who wanted to know all about my masturbation habits.
As a child, I had trust issues with dentists when they told me I should go for local anaesthetic for an operation as it wouldn't hurt much, but it was the most painful thing I have ever, and probably will ever experience. Now I have trust issues with anyone in the mental health industry, because nobody was there to help me. They knew I was stuck with them, and they'd get their paycheck whether I got helped or not. And hey, a huge number of people with my condition commit suicide anyway, so it's not going to look bad on their books if they lose a few patients.