I am in my late 20's, so very much 'grown up' now.

I had a terrible time in my teenage years and went through some tough experiences. I began to see a therapist when I was 12 or 13 and she remained a constant figure for me through out the rest of those years. It ended quite abruptly when I was nineteen and it tore my heart out.

I was very attached to her and since then ive never spoken to her, about her, etc...it still hurts and I miss her but im too scared to tell my current T about the importance she held for me. she was my voice when I couldn't have a voice. I was just wondering why i feel so ashamed to tell my current t about my teenage years t.