I usually couldn't care less what people think of me, but somehow I care about what she thinks because I've become emotionally reliant and attached to her due to her being my therapist. I no longer see her because she recently terminated our sessions for some irrelevant reason, which I'm still grieving about.

I shoplift not because of depression, kleptomania or anything. I shoplift because I can't afford anything and I'm a self-indulgent teenager. Yes, I am aware I'm a parasite so please spare me your moral lectures/input.

I wrote this to ask what people's thoughts are on me feeling terribly bad on what my therapist thinks of me and help me somehow put this in perspective and not feel bad. I'm 16 and was hoping in a few or several years when I've moved on and grown up a bit, I could make friends with her because she seems a great person outside of her work.

I know she thinks wrongly of what I do and judges me for it, although of course she's been somewhat professional and didn't tell me straight up how bad of a person I am for stealing. There'd been instances however in our past sessions when I was able to tell she was somewhat judging me for it.

I'm afraid she thinks I'm a child just waiting to grow up into one of those intelligent self-serving corrupt adults.. I don't think I will. But I know she thinks that, and this makes me feel terribly upset...