My T of the past occasionally had security with her during a session when I was hospitalised. She was a rarity though. She kept helping me, even though I was a right nightmare to treat. I was often non-compliant, would argue and rage around constantly and berate her. Test her boundaries to the limit. I wanted to see if I could TRUST her. I wanted to see if she would treat me as a pariah. But she pursued my humanity to the best of her ability and I attribute a lot of my enduring freedom, to her therapeutic ministrations.