So I saw my T on Tuesday. I was very quiet at first and unable to think of a topic to talk about. My T admitted she was stuck too. She commented on my down mood and asked me about how my week had gone. I told her the honest truth...mostly. I told her about my feelings of anxiety and depression most nights and how I'd had thoughts of SI again. I did not, however, tell her about feeling like ending it at times. I only said I had bad thoughts and they scared me.

Her first reaction was to very seriously ask me if I needed to go to the hospital. What the hell? Has this happened to any of you? What happened the next times you saw T??