Thanks for all of your insight. I see what you are getting at. I am not surprised that my t did this to me. I wish it hadn't gone down like that but that's how it has always been. There have been a few instances like this before where she has either withheld information from me, gone back on her word, etc. We've had a good month or so and I thought maybe our relationship had begun to improve. But I guess it hasn't.

I do agree that talking about possible outcomes beforehand would have been nice. I was caught unaware and she laid out some very possible outcomes that I don't think I was ready to hear yet or willing to accept. When she called my family in to talk, I was already a mess, I had already shut down, and I could tell things were not going to improve. It felt like she had thrown me under the bus and set me up to fail by showing my parents that I am unable to handle hard situations.

That being said, I know that our reactions do have a strong effect on the outcome of the event. I don't understand though, why my breaking down over not being able to see my old t would show that I am immature and unable to handle hard situations. I feel like it would be a testament to how hurt I was by the sudden separation and how badly our termination went. I feel like breaking down and showing emotions to that degree would give them a sense of how much it affected/affects me and make them rethink that decision.

My parents have been a failure to me in the past. I struggle with abandonment and trust issues. I'm adopted, which plays a big part in it. But I was also so alone for years dealing with severe OCD. My parents didn't know what OCD was and neither did I. It was day after day of "What the heck are you doing" and "why can't you just stop it" and "you're driving us crazy" and "get over it." I never felt supported. I felt like there was something wrong with me and I wasn't lovable enough the way I was. When I was finally diagnosed, my parents did say that they felt bad about not helping me sooner or supporting me, but it was too late. I had been so isolated and so depressed for so long. My old t was who helped bring me out of that depression and convince me that I wasn't insane for having all of these wierd "habits". She was there for me when my parents weren't and I think that's what created that black and white contrast between my old t and my parents. That's what makes me so angry when my parents cut me off from her. That's why I feel like they lost their right to play an authoritative role in my life. Their job as parents is to take care of their kids and get them help when they are sick. they failed to do that job. they said that they are trying to make up for it now by banning me from seeing old t- because she "did not help me the way she should have"- but the reality is that they can't step in and fix it now. Too much has happened to me between then and now.