I went through a period of time where I was dissociating. A LOT. I was being prodded way down deep, and there were some days I just couldn't handle it. One day, I realized I was sitting in a snowbank in a neighboring parking lot after my session, not really realizing how I got there. That day really scared me. What if I'd been driving, instead of sitting in that snowbank freezing my butt off? So there were some sessions where I had a hard time getting a grip on myself as it's time to walk out the door. I'd just sit there, I guess, not responding. Not often, but occasionally. My T decided that I was being manipulative (she did not use that word) and she thought I was trying to change the time boundaries, so to speak. She decided that I was having a hard time leaving, and that statement really pissed me off. I told her it had nothing to do with just not wanting to leave therapy, or leave HER. I told her the story of the snowbank, and told her that all I needed was to feel safe when I left, meaning I thought we could spent the last 10 minutes or so winding down from a hard session. She still didn't buy it, she wanted to think I was having a hard time leaving my sessions. So I started watching the clock, which kept me focused enough not to dissociate, and was out the door the SECOND my session was over. She wasn't liking my watching the clock.... but I had to prove to her somehow that it wasn't about "not wanting to leave," it was about wanting to be safe when I did. It was frustrating, but I think she finally "got it."