My T in college urged me to get an apartment so I did not have to go home on summers, despite the financial hardship. He suggested balancing the financial hardship and debt against the agony of being at my parents' home, the possibility that I would relapse into a serious eating disorder, and the certainty that I would become mortally depressed. I got a job and took out a loan, and I ate potatoes and onions and ramen a lot, and for me, it was worth it.

I believe it does not matter what the therapist thinks or feels about what a client does. It is not the therapist's life to live or not live, nor anyone else's for that matter. ( I have had two close friends commit suicide in the past 5 years - one quite recently - lest anyone wonder if my approach is tinged with lack of knowledge of any sort about the situation.)
I would think it might make some therapists angry, some sad, some will blame the client, some will wonder if they could have done anything, some will just go on with their lives, and so forth - just like real people.
Why would it matter what it means to the therapist?