I have something really difficult to tell my T. I've tried and never really tell her enough to get all of the feelings out.

The interesting thing is that I don't really HAVE to tell her. Well, I guess none of us have to tell everything. And, when I get comfortable with the thought of not "going there", a part of me seems to put it back at the front of my mind. It's like part of me is saying "NOOOOO" and the other part is telling me I should tell her.

I guess I keep asking myself if I really HAVE to tell her. Why do I WANT to tell her? Why do I want to share something so difficult when I can go through therapy without ever mentioning it?

I wonder if something deep within me thinks it's that important?