Art, as I recall, you really needed to have your therapist hear you and accept that you wanted to end therapy. When she finally did that earlier this year, it felt healing to you. That seems pretty important and valuable, regardless of where you ultimately land. I don't actually think there is always a final destination to therapy, unless it starts with a really tightly defined goal or purpose (I have known people to use it for getting through a divorce, for example). What you've been through, are going through, is what I think of as the process--you needed to have that experience of being heard. Now, you are working to develop your own authority, which is a lot more challenging and frightening (to me anyway) than wanting other people to do things to make you feel better. It takes a long time. It's not about blame or being stupid. Feeling stupid is actually a good clue to maybe how you felt in your family growing up? What did they know about you? They were just caught up in their own self made movies. Something I need to remind myself about a lot.


It's really hard. I get it.