I have had a few different therapists. None of my therapists were like your first one - they all interacted openly with me.

I saw my first therapist when I was 13. She did some play therapy with me and I imagine her style would be called eclectic. She was young, an intern. I loved her so much, and my depression did improve somewhat under her care. I looked forward to seeing her every week. Then she had to leave because it was the end of her internship. I think I didn't understand what was happening at the time and I remember feeling very, very abandoned. That took a toll on me. Then, my next therapist was awful. I think she just didn't know how to relate to kids. Our sessions were extremely awkward and she just kept asking me what I wanted to get out of therapy. I was 13! I didn't know! After a couple of months with her, I stopped therapy and told my parents I didn't need it anymore.

I saw some other therapists off and on but none of them lasted, and I don't really remember them. One was for a few months when I was 15 after I disclosed my CSA stuff to a teacher, through the Department of Children and Families. She was nice. I think she just did the supportive counseling thing, no particular style. I was able to talk about what happened with her.. which helped, perhaps? It's hard to tell. Then we had various family therapists. I always hated family therapy and never really opened up in there.

In my freshman year of college I had a therapist who was very motherly, very kind to me. She was psychodynamic and I liked the style because it was intellectually stimulating, but it didn't actually help me solve my issues at all and instead got me even more stuck in my head than I was before. She couldn't save me from myself after the SA I experienced that year and I totally fell apart under her care, so she referred me to her supervisor, a man. I could not open up to him. That was really awkward for me. I ended up doing better when I quit therapy, quit trying so hard, and just decided to live and breathe.

I actually was pretty mentally healthy for the next few years! Things in my life were pretty stable, and I was happy for a long time.

I decided to give therapy another go when I was trying and failing to make friends due to my social anxiety. I started with a CBT therapist who was nice overall but not... I guess I don't think she was a very deep person. I never got attached to her because it felt like she was not real. And her memory wasn't very good, so she would forget important things I told her and it upset me. She would also sometimes say things that were off-putting, such as calling me a name, meaning to joke around, but it was offensive to me. CBT (at least her way of doing it) really didn't work for me - I started CONSTANTLY monitoring my thoughts for the SLIGHTEST negativity and then obsessively trying to believe the positive things I was telling myself. Ugh! She told me that right now it was frustrating, but that it would become a habit and would stop feeling unnatural. Well, it didn't, and I got worse. I stayed in therapy far too long with her - 7 months - before giving up.

Then, in May, my OCD started. I always had obsessive tendencies and then I started working in an OCD clinic, and all of a sudden WHAM I had clinical OCD. It SUCKS. And then I fell apart all over the place and wound up trying another therapist. I am in therapy right now. I really, really like her. A lot. She cares about me so much and I can tell she thinks about my therapy between sessions and wants to do her job well with me. She does Acceptance and Commitment Therapy, which I think is awesome, and I think I'm making some improvements but it's such a stumbling path. In the middle of therapy I broke up with my boyfriend so it's hard to tell if my lack of sufficient improvement is really me holding it together in therapy when without it I'd be unable to function. I don't know. I plan to see her for a while, until I start grad school, and I have hope that she will help me improve much more once my life situation becomes stable (starting January 1!).

Like you, I want to be a therapist one day! I hope to be a clinical psychologist.

And yep, I'm a basket case - but now that I'm working in the field, I'm seeing that most psychologists have issues of their own and have just found ways not to let their issues interfere with their jobs. Of course, I'm going to need to get a lot better if I'm going to be a therapist - that's my goal before grad school, to feel "okay" enough to be a therapist - but it's okay if I'm still neurotic. I'll probably always be a little neurotic. In fact, I think it gives me an advantage - I know what these people are going through, and I'm getting through it too, and if I can function with my issues, I can teach them to do the same. You know?

Best of luck!

EDIT: WHOA that ended up being long!!