I don't know though, one the one hand yes it's sad to be obsessed with your therapist but on the other, before therapy I was borderline suicidal, and was really suffering from my anxiety. I mean, I remember having panic attacks just going to get groceries, and every task seemed like an impossible challenge... I just wanted to stay in bed all day. Now I'm out in the world and living life. Sure I've become obsessed with my therapist, and that is it's own kind of painful, but finally even that is fading away. At least I feel a little bit less alone now. Overall I think therapy has done a lot of wonders for me, it's just been slow and painful, but I see the light finally.