did you read the Vonnegut one about the young man with psoriasis? was it rabbit, run? read it when I was 10 and it meant a lot to me. books were my salvation in that I found others who suffered....eli weisel's autobiographical novel "night"was profoundly moving, read it at age 12 and finally found someone I could identify with in the protagonist. I felt like a holocaust survivor, didn't tell anyone for 20 yrs or so that I deeply felt that way, because it seemed insulting to jews since I was not a jew. my therapist was jewish and said I was a survivor of torture (and Stockholm syndrome) without validation from any source so was as if all my fault or imagination. at 65, I am much healthier but still have attacks (had one yesterday) when something triggers me with anger or cruelty. less suicidal for sure. I don't think there is much most therapists could do, but I know what I need when I can find it. when I see kindness, thoughtfulness, tenderness especially, and honoring other human beings, it helps me. when I receive that treatment it helps me even more. when I feel a sense of belonging, value, respect and acceptance, it helps me a lot...I get better. when I am with others whom I can trust to not betray me or EVER be cruel or mean, it helps me heal and grow. these things help me more than most therapy. I hope that those qualities of interpersonal contact are available to you, since social mistrust is common among us and is something often very isolating. it sure was for me, which makes it hard to have relationships or be around people at all...