My L didn't handle it as well one of the times I was angry with her and actually told her. That was the time she accused me of being "possessed". Looking back I probably should have left then. Although she did explain what she meant later when I asked about it - she didn't mean like she thought I was possessed by a demon or something (which was how I heard it when she said it for sure!) she just meant that some other part of me had taken over or something because I didn't sound like myself. Which really wasn't much better and definitely not helpful because that meant the demon was inside me which I already knew.

I'm so broken you guys! How can I still be so broken after 10 years of supposed therapy? Because it wasn't therapy, you dummy, I say to myself.