When I was a depressed, anxiety ridden teen instead of taking me to a real therapist they took me to the children's pastor instead because he was free. (They were loaded, btw. Also very cheap.)

Needless to say his advice sucked and instead of getting to the root of the problem my parents just forced me to see a tutor so that my grades would go back up. After that, they didn't give a shit as long as I didn't make a scene.