Things went really well today, at least so far. I went to my first physical therapy session for my knee, which did involve a lot of touching to figure out what exactly needs to be done for it. I was triggered by the touching but I wasn't on the verge of freaking the f*ck out, like I was when I had the knee checked out initially. The doctor who initially checked out my knee was male, but my physical therapist was female. I think that made a huge difference. She was also very mindful of my trauma, and we went into a private room for the initial checking me out and knee taping, which was helpful. I was sort of freaking out in the main big room due to all the people in it.