No, I think you're sort of off focus. Therapy itself isn't confusing. It's everyone and everything else outside of therapy that is confusing. And it all made sense in my own perspective before. I am bad and what little crumbs of kindness I receive from others, I better be happy about because I don't even deserve those. And everything worked from that perspective. But my T keeps insisting that's not how people see me, but every time I even dare to hope it's any different, I am quickly reminded that it's not. My T is wrong. Everyone barely tolerates me and I should go back to being happy that they don't openly mock me.