Delia met with me a couple of times when I was going through a truly horrible break-up and falling apart completely. She struck me as condescending and insincere but I needed to talk to someone, so I didn’t terminate immediately. Ironically, as I was considering firing her, she told me that for reasons she could not explain to me, she couldn’t continue to see me. She implied that it was something in her personal life, but it felt like getting fired. She then referred me to SF psychoanalyst Anne Stallard, who I also hated.