Today with T went well. He is sad that I don’t have more support or more options. He provided me with my safe space to cry and be sad but to feel loved and supported. We didn’t talk much but what little we did say helped T to understand me a lot better. T agreed that sometimes it is hard for him because my triggers are different from a lot of other people he has worked with. He is also starting to understand better how different some of my trauma is because of the unique dynamics in my family. He understands now why the affirmations were so hard and that I was trying my best and that there was a reason I couldn’t go there. He was glad I felt comfortable enough to tell him no and he was glad that he didn’t react in a way that made me feel judged. But, mostly he supported me while I cried about how much the trauma still rules my life even if it isn’t obvious.