I’m dreading our appt tomorrow. I’ve actually been dreading it all weekend because I don’t have any clue what to say to you. I feel like you have me all wrong, and I’m hurt, but I’m tired of this carousel ride where we continuously go in the same circle over and over again. You can paint it as my issue, and in many ways it is, but I hope you will also acknowledge your part in it. Therapy is so incredibly unequal, especially for those of us with deep interpersonal trauma. It also is a “luxury” that many of us can’t afford, especially long term. And yet, once you are at a certain point in the process, with my kind of issues, you feel like you can’t live without it. It’s vicious, for sure.