The thing is, I like to tell her about all the progress I'm making and all the good stuff I'm doing that's out of my comfort zone, and I think that's helpful in a way, but there's also all this stuff going on right now, and all the stuff in the past, and then we switch a lot from talking about family/friends/future/past in a session, and it just feels like there's never enough time to do it all. There are huge chunks of my life T just plain doesn't know about it, like struggles with food or around sexual orientation (both of which we've talked a little about, but not a lot) simply because there's no time to get to all of it, and if I have a choice between discussing debilitating anxiety and a mostly-in-remission eating disorder, obviously I'll choose the anxiety.