I sat in therapy yesterday and don't say more than few dozen words. Stared out the window and just kept myself checked out. T tried so hard to be gentle and loving. Kept telling me he was concerned and tried our usual antics to get me to even look at him and snap out of it. He questioned my safety....
I feel nothing. It's all too much for me. I want out and away, I want to disappear and I'm succeeding. Why is this happening, progress was being made, this was the year. I'm all of a sudden not calm and okay.
I didn't have the heart to tell him that I hurt myself. I couldn't do that to him, disappoint him, hurt him, so I just kept quiet and checked out. He's going to be mad at me!
Going back again today, I sent him a text yesterday admitting to hurting my arm this week. I feel so ashamed. All I could tell him was "I'm sorry"