I sit in the middle of the couch, feet together and hunched over a little. I have to hold my keys in my hand and count them in my head over and over to keep me from being nervous. I look up at my t every once in a while but mostly I'm looking down.

I don't know how this comes off to her, never really thought about it. I must make a lot of faces though because she is constantly asking me what I'm thinking.