I never really thought of my therapist feelings. But, I'm rarely a rude and inconsiderate person, even though I was raised to believe I was as long as I didn't put other's needs, wishes, thoughts, before mine. Never think of self first.

Once, I was in the mist of a dangerous activity, called her, and continued to be stuck on stupid. I thought about it, realized what affect my behavior had on her, and ended the behavior. I realized I had a choice to do it or not do it. I chose not to, and left a voicemail. Another therapist she used to consult about my case pointed that out to her. At that point, I knew therapy was completely not to an end.