It has just dawned on me that being great at therapy means I am breaking the rules.

I'm not supposed to complain, or have problems, or make a fuss, or bad-mouth my family, and I've been doing all of that, and that frightens me.

And then my T isn't reacting in the way he "should", so I'm just confused, as none of it makes sense, according to how I believe the world is.

Which is not how it is, that's the thing.