I had recently revealled to my therapist some information on my past sexual abuse, and she called me a liar, then stated now she could see I never had MPD and I was faking it the whole time.

normally, I'd just go to another therapist, but in actuality, my family just... spent the very last of our money on furniture. We won't be able to pay off our bills for months, and my birthday, in May, I can't even get anything. I have to go with the little clothes I have, and I will spend all the family's money on food and school only.

I have two therapists. One, I don't trust a single bit. All she ever does is prescribe me medication. And I only see her once every two months. The other thinks I'm a liar, and I see her each week. Both are free and paid by the state.

I found someone who specializes in DID... her office is in WALKING distance. But she charges several hundred... ouch.

I have a phobia of being called a liar. So instead of standing up for myself, I said, "yeah, I'm lying."

I only have to stay with this therapist for three more weeks. Then comes my court date for my foster care situation. I think they're gonna send me back. I'll miss all my friends and such, but it will be for the better.

Basically, I'm panicking because I was seen as a liar. It actually makes me depressed and pick up an old habit of mine, to take enough sleeping pills to knock me out for a few hours. I need a little support and advice on what to do instead.

And I'm also worried about fostercare. Going back will be saying good-bye to my best friends who truly love and support me. It will be saying good-bye to my mother. It will be saying good-bye to my future ((LONG story)). But it will mean I'll be safe. ((my house is full of hazards, and I have MANY suicidal personalities)). I guess my other selves also need to read that whether I wait to emancipate myself or go back into fostercare, we will all be able to look out for each other still.

EDIT
Also, tomorrow is a horrfiyingly triggering day. A satanic holiday, as it were.