Quiet

After a good session last night with my therapist R, she lent me this book from her collection. We'd been talking about my reticence in talking aloud in front of a group at college, and she suddenly jumped up and told me about a book she'd read that was brilliant. I'll happily give it a go. 

I felt quite stressed today. Last night in my session she suggested I explain why I find it so hard to talk, and I agreed that I would try. I sort of want to but I felt the pressure began to build just sitting there. 

Despite this it was a good and informative session, albeit with some not particularly cheerful material. And it was nice to see our tutor back too- after losing a tutor mid-way through the course last year, it was reassuring to see her back this week. It pricked something in me last year-that it's not good to trust somebody as you never know when they might disappear. I am quite keen that it doesn't happen again, as it muddled the course for me, but things seem to be back to normal, which suits me just fine!