I almost always have something to talk about, but it's like it gets stuck so deep down. It doesn't even make it to my throat. It sits there like a pit in my stomach. Like my jaw is almost wired shut the minute I think about saying something therapy related.

T thinks it could be related to me wanting to be special. Like some sort of power play. I can't deny that there might be truth in that, but that doesn't make it any easier.

I am not a naturally talkative person. Words are special, and they take energy to say/formulate. I can have a conversation, but I don't ever foresee myself being able to sit down and talk, talk, talk for minutes on end. I've actually been surprised at how much I have been able to talk percentage wise.