You sit nicely minding your own business, or the business you have with other like-minded ones.
Somebody comes along and makes a fuss over nothing obvious.
Out of curiosity, pity, threat… you try to understand what the guy or girl talks about.
You wind up talking on the same wavelength.
You make a fuss over nothing too.
Guy or girl points out you have a problem.
Guy or girl (or state or others) escorts you to the psychotherapist.
Oversimplified? Yes. But a known pattern nonetheless.