Thank you tree. I'm going to remember that "we need to tell what we need to tell." It's not actually about sex. I wasn't going to say, but I'll just write this much. It's about physical stuff; I've mentioned that before on here. I need to say the words to explain something I was worried about, and to explain how something my first T asked me, triggered me. She said the words and I couldn't stand it. Maybe it does have a little to do with sex. I'm not going to write about it here. I have really dumb hangups that other people would think are silly. But I'm going into panic mode thinking about talking to my T. The shame must run very deep inside of me or I wouldn't feel this way. I would have just asked my mother and not worried about something for 8 years, all by myself. No internet to get answers the easy way back then. I did tell my T this already but not enough about the words and how bad I felt, but how excited I felt, when my first T asked me something.