This describes my situation pretty accurately as well. In my case, this is a large part of why I have yet to ever find therapy helpful. I already know what I'm "supposed" to be doing. It just doesn't work because my life never seems to work. So when I was in therapy, it largely consisted of me paying someone to tell me stuff I already knew years ago. I always left thinking, "I just paid someone to tell me THAT? I could have read the same thing on Google. In fact, I *have* read the same thing on Google." I think the therapists get frustrated too, then, because they run out of tools to use on me pretty quickly, kind of like when you go to the doctor for chest pain that turns out to have no obvious answer or solution. At first, the doctor is eager to try out a bunch of tests to figure out what's wrong and how to fix it. Then after a while, when the tests come back negative and their usual treatment methods fail, you become an annoyance of a patient if you keep coming back.