I don't think she actually saw a therapist. I'll willing to bet she didn't.
Notice she said, "I had a therapy appointment." She didn't say, "I went to my therapy appointment." She gave us absolutely no details, even though she provided us a verbatim play-by-play of the first therapy visit (free consultation) she went to a couple of years ago, including showing us a photo of the drawing she was prompted to do for the therapist.
She didn't even give us a vague description of the therapist, the office, the hot guys in the waiting room checking her out, the jealous women who were even worse off than Chantal, etc. She didn't talk herself up about how brave she was, or how she crushed her goal by going. She didn't blame the fast food outing on the nerves. She didn't present the fast food as a reward for going. She didn't demand asspats. We didn't see a waiting room shot on Instagram.
She said, "I had a therapy appointment" and that the idea of talking to someone about her relationship with food is scary.
Sure, she probably had a therapy appointment today. She either cancelled or just didn't show up.
She didn't even put the effort in to make something up. She just worded things in a way where she knew people would assume she went.