Counseling

I've been pretty busy with making up school work lately, so I haven't had a chance to write until now, but today was my third day in therapy. My therapist is named Frances and she told me I have post-traumatic stress disorder. I'm sort of embarrassed to be in therapy. It makes me feel sort of insane. Frances said that the reason Ellen hasn't experienced the nightmares and fake heart attacks I have is that she wasn't driving, and she passed out. Frances reassured me that I'm not crazy or insane or anything like that. Then she explained to me what I can do to treat my PTSD. I can take medication for my anxiety, do something called exposure therapy which puts you in the situations you have been avoiding, and then she told me about EMDR, the treatment she thinks will work the best. I told her I wasn't open to getting into the driver's seat of a car, and then we did a series of exercises that were supposed to help me, but I don't know how.