I am diagnosed with dissociative identity disorder and my therapist dumped me. I feel so alone

I apologize if I’m not using this for the right purpose. I’m so desperate 😞

My second therapist dumped me this morning, saying something completely rubbish about not being able to help me. Am I such a bad person to work with? Is my diagnosis so rare or horrible? I’ve been diagnosed with an unspecified dissociative disorder. Later on, my second therapist, who now dumped me, called it dissociative identity disorder (DID). It’s been very stressful to live with it for the last fifteen years. For anyone who doesn’t know what it is, it feels like having different people inside of me, each taking over when I can't handle certain emotions. There's the Childlike version of myself that emerges when I'm feeling shy or vulnerable. As if I regress to a younger, more innocent version of myself. It reflects the part of me that was deeply affected by the traumatic events of my childhood. Then there's Misery, who shows up when I'm upset or sad. This part of me feels like inner paralysis, lacking emotions and making me feel numb. Lastly, there's Mania – that’s how my second therapist called it. I used to call it Party Person. It appears when I'm feeling extremely high-spirited and carefree. This version of me is wild, wearing clothes I wouldn't normally choose, indulging in excessive drinking and smoking, and sometimes doing things I wouldn't do otherwise. When a different personality takes over, I completely black out, and I have no memory of what happens when one of my other identities manifests itself. I’m almost totally losing control of my own self. This used to be very frightening and disorienting, especially when I "came back" and realized that I'd switched to a different identity without any recollection. Over time, through therapy with my first doc, I’ve learned to control the manifestations of my different personalities to some degree. I can recognize the signs of an impending switch and get prepared for it. It’s being hard to accept myself like this, but I’ve learned to coexist with all the other identities. I largely attribute my success in coping with this to my therapy, and I’m devastated that I need to search for another therapist *again*! Is it typical for therapists to say they can do nothing for you? It reinforces my feeling of being a bother to everyone... I’ve actually cried this whole day...