Just looking for people's experiences of this.

My troubled teen me is belligerent, awkward, opposing, deeply hurt, incredibly self protective, believes she cannot be helped, does not want to be helped, enjoys being reckless and can be dangerous and destructive.

How on earth my T is ever going yo get through to her is beyond me. No one has ever succeeded. I can imagine hours of silence and hundreds if pounds spent not really achieving anything. Though to be honest if this part sticks it out that long it will be a first!

A poem I wrote

The story of my past is written
On my hands and in my heart
A tale, that no one else will ever know.

Hiding and hurting
Lost in darkness, but always near.

A lost soul, fighting and raging
Against everything in its path
Standing, waiting for the enemy to come.

Twisted and tormented
Lost in darkness, but always near.

Tossed aside by a superficial society
Without belonging or inclusion
Discarded, only reliant on itself for truth

Desolate and destructive
Lost in darkness, but always near.

Ripped apart at the foundations of existence
Dying from what cannot let it live
Merging, into an oblivion of indifference

Wasting and wanting,
Lost in darkness, but always near.

In isolation a blackened monster comes
Seizing and gripping all that lays still
Pausing, only when it must not be seen

Odious and opposing,
Lost in darkness, but always near.

Hiding and hurting
Twisted and tormented
Desolate and destructive
Wasting and wanting
Odious and opposing

Lost in darkness, but always near.

Thanks in advance for your thoughts.