A summary of the convo we've had many times before and had yet again on Monday:

me: but if I don't tell myself that I'm exaggerating and being melodramatic that would mean believing that those things I experienced were actually really bad. Like really bad.
my T: yes
me: 😐

Then Thursday I tried to explain more of what I mean when I say I really don't know how to gauge or conceptualize how bad it was, and why the answer to that matters to me. I asked him questions I already knew the answers to but needed to hear again, did he think it was really bad enough to be "trauma" and does he think it was really bad enough for me to have "PTSD."