I am grateful to locate this site. I read more about personality disorders. I first went to a therapist twenty years ago. I saw her for a couple of years. It was a painful process, but I progressed in leaps. At times I would doubt myself and asked her if I there were hope that I could ever be cured. She said yes. I wasn't convinced until she looked me in the eyes and firmly stated that I would get better otherwise, she would not tell me so. After a few years we both decided that it was time for me to stop seeing her and I could check in when needed. I didn't go back and she has since retired. About six years ago, I started to see another counselor. At this time my husband's mother passed away and my spouse turned on me. Every night before going to bed he complained about me and our last child at home. He spent hours complaining about his staff yet he wouldn't do anything to change circumstances at his business. I went to counseling hoping to receive help with dealing with my spouse. My counselor diagnosed me with Histrionic personality disorder and PTSD. After about three years, I felt like I was just spinning my wheels and I sensed that she was impatient with me. The last few visits did not go well. She pointed out that I have a good life and even in a sarcastic, judgmental way stated that I think I am better than everyone else. That I think I am so smart ... and other things like this. I was shocked and even though I had two more visits with her, I closed up and wouldn't discuss myself or my circumstances with her. We both agreed to terminate our sessions. That was two years ago. Now as I read about these disorders, I don't know what to do. It sounds like this is as good as it gets. I guess it is. So ... I am sorry for being the way that I am. At this time in my life, I am coming to the conclusion that I have little to offer. Maybe tomorrow I will feel different. My spouse tossed and turned and couldn't sleep last night so I couldn't sleep last night and I am really tired. I just need to just plow through the day.