I've discussed my issues with my T quite a few times on here, thanks for all your supportive responses guys. I had a huge amount of faith in my T, I believed that somehow if there were issues we could talk it out and reach an understanding eventually. I decided that no matter how hard it was I was not going to quit. I now wish I had quit earlier. I think it was bad therapy (with good bits too). During my therapy I got more and more anxious in my sessions and more and more distressed between sessions. I needed my T to sit and listen and smile at me and understand me, but somehow she got more and more challenging and analytical instead which made me more and more anxious, and she smiled less and less. She never probed and asked questions to clarify what I was tring to say but just leapt in with her thoughts which were often jarring and showed that she didn't get me. Im not quite myself at the moment, I think my therapy messed with my head, I'm sleeping badly, but hoping time will help. The word megalomaniac comes to mind when I think of her. I feel that she was well meaning, and it feels incomprehensible how she can have been so disinterested or incurious about me as a person. I kind of feel that perhaps she had to prove herself by giving all these interpretations to me and that she forgot that the primary function of a T is to understand a clients own world - or at least that is what I think a T should do. Despite all this I still retain affection for her.