At first it started out okay. My therapist is really well schooled in issues of gender, so the fact that I'm transsexual did not completely obliterate the rest of my person, and I didn't feel like I had to be a stereotype to get respect. However, it ended up just being...well, ######6 depressing. He found out pretty quick that I was borderline and that my impulse control was awful and my mood swings pretty bad, and he would tell me that he was concerned and didn't know what to do and didn't think therapy was helping, and when I asked for referrals, he said he wasn't sure anyone else would know what to do in that situation either.
Basically, the problem is that he makes me a) hopeless, and b) like a diagnosis and not a person. (I don't know what I expect from him in that regard, cause I don't know who I am as a person either.) But honestly, I think I might be able to figure that out, and I've done better with workbooks and self-help books and family/SO love and meds than I've ever, ever done in therapy.

And it's not like I'm quitting altogether. I still have a psychiatrist, who is the one I might actually contact in a jam, although admittedly I don't see him that much and he's mostly a medication manager. I don't know. I've never ever been without therapy of some kind, bad or good (usually bad). I'm sure the general populace would agree that I need to be closely monitored by a professional--sometimes I do get suicidal, though it's nowhere near where it used to be, I rescind on my vows not to use my problem drugs all the time, self-injure after I have arguments, etc. But therapy doesn't even help with that, and the efforts I make on my own do. What do you guys think?