That's how I felt for a long time. Once I'd told my background story, that was it. I didn't know what to say. I could answer questions, but really how many questions were left once I'd told my story. I'm lucky that my therapist stuck with me, because the appointments were really helping me a lot, despite my struggles with them. I just had no idea what to say, and if T didn't know, I definitely didn't know either. Now, she still leads at first. I think if something really bothers me during the week, I'll bring it up myself. Also sometimes I'll have a strong reaction to something T says, and then I'm able to bring that up and talk about that. There are plenty of things that remind me of the pain I feel so strongly (that I usually shut off when I'm with others) and when that happens I talk about it. I guess that's the only way I'm able to lead to where I need to go. T has to lead enough of the way, so that I discover what I need to talk about.