Yes, its similar to what I think. Having DID, some parts know the rational and are able to put ourselves in her position but the ones who don't think like that and I'm Borderline so I have attachment issues. That hour, although difficult, allows some relief because at least someone else knows since I don't have many friends and struggle with trust etc. Not her problem, no. I start to judge and give alternatives and wonder why she can't at least touch base knowing I'm barely hanging on. Instead it was suggested I try contacting another clinician if I really needed. 11 years ago I started treatment for the first time consistently and it was with her. I liked her but took a long time to trust. Once I did, I got placed with someone different who can better treat. I put everything into trusting her and she left me. I can't get that out of my head when passing by. Plus, I don't want to share this with anyone because some parts believe its no ones business, ashamed, embarrassed, weak/less, anxiety. Most days I try to think about what hope is and each passing day I hurt more and more. I wonder why? Why am I still here? I was in an accident6 months ago and flipped my car and landed upside down. I walked away uninjured physically. No seat belt either. A week after my accident a 16 with new licence drove to pick her father up only to hit a tree and die instantly. Urgh. I'm just so tired.