I'd definitely just come out and mention it. In the meantime, I have a challenge for you, it is for you to challenge yourself. My T also, annoyingly, let's me guide discussions to a large degree, never asks invasive questions (well, rarely), and kind of seems to allow an elephant in the room to just sit there for months. I've decided I would bring up the difficult things, and I would answer the questions I was mad he was not asking anyways. I just write them down when they come to me, things I'm afraid to discuss. Sometimes I disclose them, sometimes not... Do you think there might be something specific she's avoiding? Are there Q's you're wanting her to ask? I also love being challenged, got a big ego to feed. Actually, I think the little seed of love I have kept for myself that's saved me a thousand times came from a memory of me trying to get over my fear of my parents closet. When I was maybe 6 I was terrified of the dark, and my moms closet which was full of dolls, and I suppose beating implements come to think of it. Somehow on my own I decided I should sit in the closet, close the door and sit there in the dark (when no one was around of course). It was a terrifying prospect at that age, it sounds silly now. I did it to prove who was going to be boss, and when I emerged I was still always a bit anxious about the closet, but I had some courage in knowing I was tougher than normal girls.