Hi, I've just joined here, and wanted share the experience of my first session with my therapist. Prepare for waffle!
I guess my life has followed the pattern of many here (secrecy, loneliness and shame), and only now have I reached a point where opening up to someone is not just something I wanted to do, but more akin to needing to breath.
Forcing myself to say and hear myself say words I never thought would pass my lips was certainly the most terrifying thing I've done in my life, and it opened cracks in the thick shell that I've built inside over many years in an attempt to protect both myself and my family.
My therapist was fantastic in reasuring me of their confidentiality, and was really patient in waiting me for me get those words out.
I'm still totally in the closet to everyone else I know including my family, and I am also keeping these sessions from them as well; which is more lying to them that I'd rather not do. But I feel I must, until I better understand myself, and get more comfortable accepting the parts of myself I have denied for so long.
The problem I faced afterwards was pulling all those thoughts and feelings back down inside so I could go home to my wife and children and act my usual role of happy husband and father.
I've cracked open the lid of a box I've kept locked shut my entire life and seen something both scary and wonderful.
Best of luck to those following the same path.