I have a fantastic therapist I've been seeing for about a year and a half. I see her weekly, right now every Thursday (yes, I have one today. That's why I'm making this post), and they're always beneficial. At worst, I regret not mentioning something that was bothering me; at best, my anxiety is totally quelled and stable for the rest of the day, and I get strategies for when it comes back. She's really sweet and understanding and just a great person to talk to about my feelings.

Despite all this, it seems like I'm anxious about the next session every week. I dread it. I am legitimately anxious and terrified about it. I think it's the combination of fear of judgment and the general fear and exhaustion that comes with talking about my feelings (I am a white male teen of Scandinavian descent; I'm as closed-off as they come). It's hard to describe, but it's really unbearable. Whenever I have to skip a week (she's busy, I'm out of town, etc.), it's a relief at first, but when the day comes I have so much I want to talk about that I can't because I have to wait a whole other freaking week.

Is there anything that could help this? My stomach is literally in pain.