I had a misguided rupture-my T wasn't aware anything was wrong (I'm fun like that). I kept cancelling and 6 weeks went by. I was getting increasingly more annoyed and angry(because she didn't reach out). I wrote her pages and pages, never sending them, just wanted to get it out of my system. Then for no real reason I kept an appointment. It was weird at first, because she didn't know I was mad, or why. We sat in awkward silence for a bit and I gave her one of the letters outlining my discontent. She was extremely receptive-gleeful-even. She was encouraging and wonderful. This was a little over a year ago. I'm glad I decided to talk to her and express all the tangles in my head.