Fired my oldest daughter's therapist today.
Came out of a session with my youngest daughter and her therapist and found my beautiful young woman looking like she had been steamrollered.
She had tried to talk to her therapist about the way she wanted to be treated and spoken to, like a mature and intelligent person, and the therapist went on the defensive.
With my depressed fourteen year old daughter.
"I have worked for years with childen and youth throughout this world...blah...blah...blah"
To stop the tide, my baby, apologized and said that it just must be that she is tired and therefore given to exaggerating things and that is when the therapist became all friendly and said that anytime there was a problem to please just call her on it.
The stupid, stupid, self centred idiot who is supposed to help my girl find her own strong voice, worked at muting it instead.
When I talked to her on the phone later, the therapist had no idea of what a good week our girl had experienced.
That she had a wonderful art lesson.
That she is involved in pottery every week.
That she had been happy and animated and hopeful until the counselling session.
Didn't know anything about it.
So, now we are looking for someone to work with her, who won't put their own personal insecurities first.
My Mom visited today.
There is a lot of past family craziness but today was nice.
I am happier than I have ever been as an adult at this time of year.
(Even if it scares the hell out of me to write that. Like I'm asking for trouble, y'know?).