He is and tries to listen whenever I'm having a hard night. But I can't tell him certain things, ever. I don't want that burden on him.

Yeah, but it's not going so well. I'm a little angry with him, to be honest. I'm considering dropping out of therapy because it doesn't seem to be helping. Then again, how's it supposed to when I can't bring myself to say more than a handful of words (usually just "I don't know", "Maybe" and "Who knows")?

I'm sorry you also don't have real life friends to talk to about stuff.