My T never asked directly.

I managed to tell him that I had something really hard to tell him but that I couldn't say the words. It took a long long time to get it out, finally. Months for the rape, YEARS (literally) for the CSA, but I finally got it out there.

T was gentle, and patient. He didn't make me talk about it before i was ready, but he was open and ready to hear whatever I needed to day. We talked about talking about it a LOT. I mean, A LOT. And somehow, talking about talking about it finally led to me saying it.

I didn't use the real words for anything at first. I said things like "he made me do something I didn't want to do". And it was okay. T "knew" and he didn't push it. It's STILL hard to say the words and I'm done with therapy! But the story is out there, the words have been said, and I'm not alone with it anymore, and it feels SO much better.
to you!