I don't think my therapist is listening to me at my sessions. Every once in a while i look up to see if she is hearing what I am saying. She looks like she is falling asleep as I tell her that I just lost my aunt and grandmother in one week. I tell her that I have hit bottom and she stares at me blankly. I want to smack her in the face everytime I see her. I am a rapid cycler and I am in therapy because I know I need it. I know I have to talk to someone about how feel, if I wanted to talk to myselfI wouldn't have to find a ride to her office thirty miles from where I live.