I am six months into my very first experience of therapy. I've pushed myself every week in sessions, but last week I went over the edge. I started talking about the incident. My T was very understanding, empathic, and was not overly comforting - which always makes me turn things around, wanting to comfort him instead. It felt like I could finally say things that I've never said before. It didn't feel like I had to take care of him - which I've been told I tend to do during sessions.

But now this thing is present every single day. It's in my head, it's crushing me, it's making things hard to breathe. Everything feels like it requires an enormous amount of effort. But I continue to work and do what I need to do every day. My T has asked that I contact him should things get difficult this week. I appreciated his offer, but I have as of yet taken him up on his offer. Not because i don't trust him, but because I still worry about bothering him.