And there's no such thing as closure. There's just pain.
@UnicornSightings
Just to clarify,
you opened this thread so you should not feel like you have to leave it. It sounds like this is (rightly) very raw and confusing for you. You do not have to pay attention, respond or even consider the views of everyone who responds - ESPECIALLY when the feedback gets overwhelming. While it's all well intentioned, it sounds like it's been overwhelming.
This is the joy and pain of asking for advice on a mental health forum.
If you've made a decision, you can breathe and be ok with that decision. Period. Don't second guess yourself.
World's greatest therapist or not, if she wasn't the right fit, that's really ALL that matters. The REALLY cool part is that if after a few/days/weeks/months/years... you can go back to that therapist IF YOU DECIDE YOU'RE COMFORTABLE DOING THAT and IF IT'S RIGHT FOR YOU. *shrug* There's not going to be any judgey judgey crap from anyone- especially the person who's trying to help you see things differently- i.e. the therapist.
And again to clarify: this site is for people who are both in therapy and not currently in therapy. So I hope you don't mean that you're leaving the site either.
As an aside:
I think you're right and wrong about the part about pain and closure. I think things always HURT but they become easier to deal with. Couple of examples: my brother, my HERO, passed away and it still hurts when I think about him (hell I'm getting a lump writing about him here) but it doesn't hurt the same way it did a year ago or even 6 years ago when it happened. I have been working on finding ways to love the memory of him and enjoy it without having ALL the pain, every time I think about it. It's been a hard thing to do.
The OTHER example is more physical: I broke my leg about two months ago. It doesn't hurt as much as it did the day I broke it but it still hurts and I will likely still have pain years from now on cold mornings or if I step the wrong way. There will still be healing and eventually it won't hurt the same way. It's a scar.
Scars make us who we are and that's not all bad. The scar from my brother's death makes me want to be a better, stronger person. The scar from my broken leg makes me a bit of a bad ass.
So in a way, they become good things.
Wow.. that was a long aside.