I had therapy today. Her name is Becky and she has a good head. She made me feel comfortable and as if there is the potential for me to open up to her. We discussed how I don’t feel things and how I’d like to. We discussed memories and the way I suppress them and always have. I am eager to see where it goes and I feel a sense of vague trust with her. I feel excited. I feel like I’m doing the right thing.