I had a t for several years, and it was like too comfortable...he knew most of my background (aside from the large chunk I keep to myself) and it just got old. We were on the same merry-go-round for months. He would actually say things like "well if you've got nothing to say then you can go home and we can pick it up next week." (like that's what I wanted to hear after a 45 min drive) I was the consummate non-talker, and he had run out of ways to draw stuff out of me. I don't know who stopped trying first...but in the end it was a stalemate. I did move on, after months of excruciating dead sessions and wasting tons of money.