I was at the verge of ending therapy, feeling like I was stuck, nothing moving, nothing new from T, then decided to write a totally honest "let it all hang out" letter about our "therapeutic relationship" and all h*ll broke loose. I wont go into all the details except to say that some memories from my past surfaced that had never come up before. We've done some pretty intense work in the last six weeks, and I've now been able to move my focal point from therapy/T to my life/myself where it belongs. More progress has been made in the last six weeks since that letter than in the last six months.

So I guess what I'm trying to say is that sometimes wanting to end therapy may be a subconscious desire to avoid something painful. I could be wrong though - I'm just saying that's how it was with me.