The therapist experience was traumatic. I’ve given up on them and they’ve given up on me. I’ve been to many. At this point, I’m afraid I am labeled a terrible therapy candidate and none of them want to see me anyway. It’s true. I’m a terrible therapy client. The last psychiatrist I saw didn’t want to take me on and recommended I try EMDR somewhere else, lol.

I am trying to just be ok by using my best judgment. I’m educating myself. I try to emulate others who are highly functional.

I’m sorry I commented at all about my niece’s post. Stupid me. I wish I wouldn’t have let her trigger me.

Next time something similar happens, I’ll remember the bad outcome that came from this and I’ll walk away.

Honestly, this incident doesn’t make any difference anyway. I really had no involvement with this family. I don’t see them. My mother upsets me 8 out of 10 times. While it felt nice to have a sister to chat with weekly, without it what have I really lost?