I used to worry about this A LOT. Any time my T said anything positive I would freak out. I was afraid to tell him things were going well. He has repeatedly told me I can come for therapy for as long as I want, so long as he's alive, and has promised not to terminate me just because I'm improving. He has categorically told me that even after we get past x, y and z, he's not going to make me stop coming. (He means: until I'm ready, but he knows even adding that on the end will freak me out.)

Previously, I've freaked out at the idea of telling him things are going well, but not vice versa.

I think maybe I took: "You're doing great at therapy," to mean: "You're a massive attention seeker, you're betraying your family and you shouldn't be talking about this." That "you're doing great at therapy" means "you're acting like you need therapy and you should be ashamed". I think some part of me took it like that because that part of me sees things that way. Huh.