I haven't forgiven the last one. In fact, now that I have what appears to be a good therapist, I'm kind of even more angry about it and glad that therapist moved away. It felt like she was in competition with me or something. Like, if I shared something painful, she would shrug and share something similar about her own life--or something she thought was similar but never was. It was just a way for her to talk about herself under the guise of helping me, while at the same time invalidating me for having strong feelings about something she has been able to put aside for herself. I didn't really see how blatant this was until after she moved away and I could evaluate why I felt so s***ty.