What type of therapy injures the client?

Oh the uncanny valley. How utterly true you are. As I sat and watched the episode of Black Mirror entitled "Be Right Back," I experienced many different emotions. *I want to advise any readers who haven't already seen this episode to go ahead and watch it before continuing your reading of this blog post. This post will include many spoilers and a whole lot of ish you won't understand otherwise.* The uncanny valley states that any human-like cgi or humanoids will arouse a sort of unfamiliarity within real humans. This definition was experienced irl by myself. I initially thought that the integration of a sort of android-Ash into Martha's phone would be therapeutic in getting over him. I thought that having some form of him to communicate with him, even though it lacked the true essence of "feelings", with eventually lead to Martha moving on. But, boy, was I so wrong. I sat frozen immobilized by the idea that Martha would want more from this bot. I thought to myself, "Do you not understand what you're putting yourself through?" I felt more and more uncomfortable the more and more the droid grew more human-like. Eventually, I was literally sitting so deep into my chair, that i may have fallen through the back of it at any moment. At the same time, i enjoyed the second Ash so to say. His imperfectness was hilarious; Whenever Martha was yelling and ranting about how imperfect he was, He would immediately change his emotions to match that of which Martha was describing. It infuriated her, but it enticed me. However, I began to realize that I shouldn't get any enjoyment from this second Ash because that's just what it is: an impostor. I noticed that the humanoid that resembled Ash brought far more pain to Martha than pleasure. (Even though he did a pretty good job of bringing pleasure too... just saiyan.) This form of therapy was really a disease. If a substantial percentage of the world had these in their homes posing as late loved ones, then it would be classified as a plague. These humanoids have the potential to completely ruin the mental state of whoever confides into them. At the end of the show as Martha reluctantly climbed the stairs into her attic, you could see the pain and sorrow and despair on her face. She looked trapped. Hell, in her mind she was trapped. She probably felt like she had no choice but to instill all of her love into this fake. While, simultaneously, I'm wishing I would've been there with them on that cliff-side to push it off.