My T has hospitalized me twice. The first time, I really do feel he overreacted a bit, but the second time was probably justified. Unbeknownst (is that even a word?) to me, he called the police, who showed up with paramedics at my door. It did not end the therapeutic relationship at all. Strengthened it a bit in the end I do believe.

It showed me that even when I didn't care about myself, somebody did. HE knew I was worth it.