I hear ya. All week long I can't wait to see T but the day of my session I get sick and am a bundle of nerves. I wonder if it's because she's seeing the real me and it both scares me and gives me hope. Scary: because we discuss issues I've never told anyone before and because I worry that maybe the real me isn't good enough. Hopeful: because maybe I'm okay just the way I am and even though it's painful I believe I am healing bit by bit as I share more of myself (the good the bad and the ugly). Therapy is risky and it takes a lot of guts to really look at yourself. Maybe it's growing pains! Take care and know you aren't alone.