The Secret Life of the American Teenager, Season 1

Ricky:
Aren't I supposed to tell you how I feel?

Therapist:
You've been coming here enough years to know that I'm not that kind of shrink. Come on. Tell me how you feel.

Ricky:
I feel like my f...my fricking father stole my childhood and then dumped me on another family and said, "You take him. I don't want him. He's damaged goods."

Therapist:
I like the way you started out, although I'd love to hear a little more anger in your voice, because you have a right to be angry. Because your father did steal your childhood by sexually abusing you. But he didn't dump you anywhere. The gigantic hand of Social Services reached down and plucked you out of a deplorable situation, and placed you in a family that doesn't see the damage. They just see the potential, and they love you. And I know you love them, but it's the loving yourself I'm trying to get you to come around to.

Ricky:
I thought you were trying to get me to come around to not having sex with every girl I meet.

Therapist:
Can you see how these two things are related? Can you see how you are constantly fighting to prove your masculinity all because your father was some sick bastard? Can you see how you have it within your power to not let what he did have anything to do with who you are at this point in your life?

Ricky:
I'm not sure I want to see it. How do you feel about that?

Therapist:
I feel like you don't want to see it, because if you do, you'll lose your motivation for having sex. And without constant, indiscriminate sex, you'll be a new person. A better person. A person you might actually like, even love.