I've had a couple of what I think T and I would both call ruptures. In all cases, it stemmed from me bristling at feeling like he was trying to direct me to act a certain way and me not feeling comfortable at all with it.

He handled these incidents beautifully--hearing me out, apologizing for his role and discussing how we might have high contributed to the break, and then reassuring me that his goal was never to direct me to do anything. I felt heard and respected and like I was ultimately in control of my life and my therapy.