I hate the psychiatrist I went to

I went to her expecting some sympathy and the opportunity to vent my frustrations with my life. She told me we are the masters of our own destiny and that it was my fault I was being taken advantage of because of my nature. I asked her how and she basically told me to figure it out myself. So why was I there for a psychiatric consult? Was I in the wrong for expecting some sympathy and some help on how to improve my life? I left feeling even more depressed than I've ever been.