happens lots...i normally have to find my physical balance between leaving the room and T's front door, wiping snot and tears as I do...get in me car and just drive home...i know I can ring or email T..but am so familair with this aspect of therapy that I know I do survive...its not easy, nor pleasant, but with time you do learn ways of dealing with raw emotions..something that before therapy I never did, never elt hem, just numbed them out...sometimes it just is that way...being in the middle of this sort of work is hard...