As of yesterday I have had 9 sessions with my T...seeing her once a week...and she has never told me to stop and would never. She has actually had to make me see that because our second session I was completely frustrated and upset and scared to admit how much I have b/p and used laxatives. I thought she would be upset with me or not want to see me anymore and she showed me how impatient I was and that one therapy session is not going to undo 10 years of an eating disorder. That it's going to take time and work and help and that I have made the biggest step by coming back to therapy. (I saw her before and stopped a month and half in over a year ago and spiraled downward.)