I don't know about others here, but once I got into therapy, I was so relieved. I have been with my current therapist for about 9 months, and I am so thankful for the relationship. My husband says "you can talk to me", but if I talk to him about the sexual abuse, the depression, my sucky family, he reacts. I don't need a reaction, I need support and caring and I get that from my T. I was so scared when I saw her this week because I really wanted to tell her something. Last week I had wanted to hurt myself, just take a knife and cut myself. The feelings finally passed, but I needed to tell my T. I wanted to tell her. And you know what, she didn't get mad, she didn't say I was crazy, but she helped me look at what might have triggered so much anger. She did exactly what I needed and made sure that I was safe and had crisis info and ideas on what to do if I got those feelings again.