A: Oh. Know what else I do?
Dr. T: What's that?
A: I file things in my head for him for later. Sort of like a chest that I store things in that I'll tell him someday. It's like, "Remember that time you were asking me what you stopped and I felt like I couldn't tell you? Well, this is what I meant..." Stuff like that.
Dr. T: So, you mean that you file stuff away that you want to tell him when you allow him to know you?
A: [pauses] Yeah. I guess so. For when I feel more secure that he won't just bail from a simple comment that I make.
Dr. T: But what are you doing in the meantime? Until then?
A: You mean until I let him know me well enough that I can tell him these things?
Dr. T: Yes.
A: I guess...not letting him know me...
Dr. T: And who does that hurt?
A: I don't know. Me. Him. Both of us.