Thanks for saying all this SkyscraperMeow. I just got back from therapy tonight, and am feeling very, very similar. It's been brewing awhile, and it sucks. My T is super expensive ($250/h) and after 9 months, I'm feeling *worse* than I did, and not feeling hopeful at all of things getting better. I believe that he wants to help. But, I'm starting to think he can't. And that frankly, I was doing a better job of getting my life together before I decided to go back to therapy. At least I wasn't constantly stressing about going broke.

(And he wants me to go to DBT classes, which will cost more money. There is no more money for therapy-related stuff, I'm completely tapped out just paying for this.)

I don't get it. I really *wish* I could be somebody who benefits. I wish I could walk out feeling stronger, more confident, and more than anything *understood*. I'm beginning to think that that's just not something I'm going to get from therapy, so too bad for me.

It sucks. And, I'm really sorry you're in the same rotten boat too.