I was already bawling in my 2nd session with current t. I said something like "Now you're seeing the real me". I've cried many, many times since then in the past 5 years. She never tries to get me to stop, she sits there and holds the space and lets me feel whatever I'm needing to feel, and doesn't judge me. The most she'll ever say while I'm bawling is "we have plenty of kleenex."