Basically what the post title says...I look at the ground, I pick at my cuticles, I sit indian-style on the couch with a pillow in my lap, I attempt to make entertaining small talk about my job and my travels in Africa. I sit in silence and then comment on how awkward it is (which I am hoping he will read as: 'please, for God's sake, help me out here! Just SAY something!').

Anything but doing therapy.

The more I don't talk, the harder I find it to talk about anything important (literally, I can't think of ANYTHING to talk about, even though I know I have plenty of things to talk about).

I think my therapist is starting to get frustrated with me! He is always encouraging me to think of something that feels safe enough (important but not too scary), but I'm pretty sure nothing except my job and my dog and my functional, above-board life (not my secret, self-hating, freaked out life) is OK.

Tips?