I have to post this - my emotions are all over the place and I know you'll understand. Today I shared something from my childhood with my T that I have carried with me for 35 years. I have never told anyone. It was very difficult and emotional. I cried and so did she. It feels nice to know she must truely care. The thing is though, I don't feel suddenly unburdened. I'm confused and don't know what to feel. In a strange sort of way I feel mad at myself for letting somebody else in. Its just not me. My tears have been few and far between, but I think I am finally starting to feel some sadness. Thanks for listening (reading)!