It was a decade ago. I moved on.
The big kicker, is this woman was a professional therapist. And the therapist I saw two years later... basically walked me though how she had violate every professional ethics code of therapy, and that was basically when I really was like 'oh wow'.
She had repeated try to diagnose me to win arguments and manipulate me. The funniest part is when I would take the tests she gave me for whatever she thought i had and score way outside of them... because I was not anything, she was a terrible person trying to control me and freaking out that I wasn't controllable. Hence why she resorted to violence finally, because that's what abusers do once their abusive words stop working.
She also talked shit about her patients and colleagues in vivid detail. But at the time I was like 27, I had no clue about the ethics of therapy professionals and how fucked up what she was doing was. I was totally in love with her too, wtf did I know. What sucks is was the nicest person I have ever dated, still too this day. Every other woman I ever dated basically hates me overtly rather than tries to manipulate me.