In therapy we're just now getting to part of the problem, that I don't know who I am. Inside all I have is a mirror and I just become whoever the other person wants me to be. Always at the mercy of a stronger personality. I feel like a child. I've done such a great job of putting up a fake front that I don't know how to stop it without breaking completely. And now I know I don't have many sessions left and they're the only real honest hour I have once a week.