most embarrassing

What is the most embarrassing thing you brought up in therapy?? When you did bring it up, was it as bad as you thought it would be?

I don't think I have talked about anything embarrassing to the therapist. I have talked about not liking to be humiliated - but really I don't think that is unusual of a thing to dislike.

There must have been a couple of things, although my T had been pretty good at making me realize they're not things to be embarrassed about.
One of the main things I remember is a medical condition I have. I felt pretty bad about it, but then started to see I never chose to be like this, so there's no reason to feel ashamed after all.

I used to struggle with menstruation and sex as subjects with my (male) T. As our relationship has developed I feel pretty much ok about saying anything to him. Said some stuff last week and I couldn't believe I wasn't embarrassed!

Having to explain that I was having trouble functioning at work and would need to take fmla until i can function better. To add insult to injury when I finally worked up the courage she denied me and tried claiming I was not in an episode. Anyway my goal was to get a form of leave where i could work and if I needed to leave early I could. I ended up needing to enter an intensive outpatient program. It was suppose to be for five weeks. I was there for two months. I ended up missing two months of work. My next be fear was telling her off for not believing me. How the heck can you help people if you don't believe them.

the details of what happened with my former T. no it wasn't as bad as i thought it would be

A 35-year-old rain check for a certain sexual act with my first love, and how a toothbrush and pickles would prepare me. We ended up laughing hysterically.

My relationship with the therapist who harmed me. It was the only thing I have ever written down because I could not say.

I had to write mine too

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Way too embarrassing to say here, it was bad enough to say in therapy.

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With my T, telling her I had feelings for my marriage counselor. For some reason, just getting out the words, "Sometimes I just wish he could hold me" was one of the hardest things for me. To the point that I couldn't talk about it with her again for a couple weeks. (There's also one other unrelated embarrassing thing I told her that I don't want to go into here.)

Not surprisingly, it was also embarrassing to tell MC about those feelings, but he handled it well during the initial disclosure and in the two individual sessions we had after that. Partly due to the transference, and partly just the fact that he's male, talking about anything sexual in my relationship with H, which is a normal part of marriage counseling, was horribly embarrassing for me. Pretty sure the worst was when we brought up an awkward sexual experience in which I tried to do something different and role-play and H was just weirded out. I wasn't going to go into detail, but then H described the sexy schoolgirl costume I was wearing and how I was licking a lollipop and told him "I'd been bad" and needed to be punished. My face was burning, and I could not bring myself to look at MC until the very end of the session. And even then, barely.

It's embarrassing to me every time my uni therapist tries to bring up my coursework and I just shut down and sit there like an idiot. Having to admit that I can't approach my assignments without abusing myself, and that it has a lot to do with this one really vivid memory (not that there aren't others as well) of something that happened to me when I was ten: my dad was "helping" me with my maths homework and using language that was way too complex for me to understand at that age, so I sat there for two hours, mostly sobbing while my dad shouted at me about how stupid I was being and that I wasn't listening, then grabbed my shoulders and began physically shaking me. At its worst he was threatening to throw me out of the house (it was 10pm) and not let me back inside until I had run around the barn five times because MAYBE THAT WOULD CLEAR MY HEAD AND I WOULD BE ABLE TO GET WHAT HE WAS SAYING. Solid logic from a sane and rational person, there. It's embarrassing that something as stupid as that still makes me feel incompetent 17 years later, and it's embarrassing that I can no longer use my self-abuse as a motivator to get things done because it has gotten so destructive, because now I have to admit to the fact that I have nothing, and I feel like an idiot.

It was also really embarrassing to bring up the "I love you" incident, and admit that that was the reason for the breakdown I had over Christmas. Like how much more pathetic can a person get.

With my private therapist, I guess the one of the most embarrassing things was having to bring up my feelings for my uni therapist (maternal) for the first time because it was driving me mad. I felt really ashamed about it. I mean, I still do, but it gets easier to talk about it. There was also that time I tried to talk to her about how hideous I feel, how I hate my appearance, because every time I bring that up, to anyone, I worry that they will think I am fishing for compliments or something, or that I want them to contradict it, when that is the last thing I want. So I can't talk about that, because there is nothing more embarrassing than having people do the whole "nooo, you're beautiful" thing. Urgh. Worst ever. I'm just trying to accept that I'm not attractive, okay? Please don't tell me any lies. It makes me want to sink through the floor.

I feel embarrassed by a lot of topics. The most embarrassing would have to be my secret. It gets brought up briefly once in awhile because I think it's why ex-T left me, but it is still only addressed as "my secret". I won't allow her to use the real term. I also communicated this originally via writing. I can't verbalize any details.

Lots of stuff. Asking her if she was gay. Body issues with a certain body part. Sexual abuse stuff. Obsessive thoughts that were pretty bad and what they were. Things I done that were shameful.

Telling my T about my feelings for her, especially sexual/romantic thoughts and feelings.

Talking about my body and sexual stuff, and saying anatomy words out loud.

Feelings, anything to do with feelings and the fact that I even have feelings. Feelings about anything.

It was really humiliating to admit I hated my mother.

I talked about some sexual stuff related to my past relationship and I couldn't even look at her. I said everything that I wanted to say while staring at the floor and then she sort of repeated everything back to me to show that she understood and then the session was over. It was more like I had to say the stuff in order to be able to move on and wasn't really looking for advice. So in the moment, it was only half bad but she didn't seem to bat an eye or be embarrassed in the slightest.

However, a couple of months later we had a rupture and then I was absolutely horrified that I had said some of the things to her. To this day, I still feel horrified and can't believe that I said the things that I did. If we had never had the rupture, I'm sure that I would have been 100% ok with it since she was so comfortable with the topic.

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The fact that depression combined with the side effect of antidepressants means that I have no sex drive and that I no longer masturbate. It was impossible for me to say the word "masturbate" so she had to guess. Unbelievably embarassing because of the images it evokes. The idea that she would just picture me is... gah.

One time we were doing some body work, bioenergetics. So she was standing behind me and placed her hands just below my shoulders, above my chest.. I could feel the warmth and strength of her hands. My face felt flushed, I'm not sure exactly what I felt but I know she saw my flushed face, all Rosey..Lolol that Was embarrassing for me.

I think the most embarrassing thing I've said in therapy lately was talking about the SA from my husband and how I have orgasms and hate it.

I actually had to write it in a letter and let him read it because I was so embarrassed.