I had a similar experience when I was first in therapy. Due to my codependency, my whole life had imploded. I was in the middle of a divorce and set to move back into my condo, set to live on my own for the first time in my entire life. I told my therapist I just didn't know how I was going to manage it, and she cut my weekly fee in half. When she told me that she did not just do this job for money, I cried, too. I stayed in therapy for another four and a half years (that time, I'm back again after many years off), and it made all the difference in my life and healing.
Big hugs to you.