Had a good therapy session. We did some more EMDR. And talked about my reluctance to ever ask anybody for help. She asked if I ever had asked for help as a child and not received it and I thought back to when I twisted my ankle really badly when I was playing soccer and my mom blew it off and didn’t take me to the doctor though I definitely needed to. I just hopped around on one foot for a week or so. She was an alcoholic and also severely depressed possibly bipolar though she wouldn’t get any help for that.