Let us know how it goes. It isn't easy to share these things. But, I know there are times I can only write. Years ago now, I sat with one therapist in near silence for many sessions, or yammered on without being able to piece things together or listen; after the sessions I would sit in my car and write, and write at home. He was reluctant when I said I wanted to bring my writing. But he agreed; poor guy, six months of stuff. But it got things going and altered the therapy course, he came in the next time saying "I had NO idea!!!" He had no idea what I knew and didn't know, what I was thinking, that I was even thinking, or what I had been experiencing there. After that he wanted the writing. It was a new thing for him; he was pretty old fashioned and initially thought writing was a dilution, a diversion from the work...
too bad I got it all back from him in the end and destroyed it. what i do.