I could barely speak when I started with current t...it was never more than a whisper and mostly nodding or shaking my head. I brought in my sketch books and journals and we went though them in session. It was incredibly painful and I felt exposed and vulnerable. Looking back at it, it was what I needed to do until I found my voice. I can speak about trauma now...it is definitely difficult and I feel very ashamed, but I also have been able to tell him things I never told anyone. It has taken years for me to get to this point...if I hadn't shared my journals/sketchbooks, I think I would have quit therapy early on. He couldn't help me if he didn't know exactly what I was struggling with. He has seen the best and worst of me and his thoughts about who I am or what I have done have never changed...

this is just how it worked for me.....

wanted to add...my journals and sketchbooks were the containers for my darkest secrets...