Missing Element

I want to start this blog by thanking my best friend for making alterations to her schedule so that my week could maintain some consistency. She certainly has a lot on her plate before, during, and after work. I feel guilty for even trying to occupy one hour of her time. I hope she doesn't think that I am being difficult with her, but I just want to make sure she has time to set aside for me. If not, then I certainly understand. Ordinarily, I sit with my counselor for an hour one day out of the week, and I get to talk about whatever I want to within that hour. Needless to say I talk about everything but what I should talk about, and sometimes my counselor does more talking than I do. But last week, I think I actually brought up a conversation about the most traumatic experience in my life. Because my counselor is enjoying Hawaii at this very moment, that's how my best friend comes into the picture. However, I am having second thoughts about talking to my best friend as though she were my counselor. I guess I am having second thoughts because I don't want to add my stress to her. I sometimes don't want to talk to my counselor because I don't want to depress her, but she reminds me thats why I come to see her every week. However, its different with my best friend. I know I can talk to her about anything, and she knows everything about me. I am just scared she will see a side of me that may upset her. I've realized that the only time I discuss with my best friend what happened to me is only when she brings it up. Otherwise, I don't think I initiate much discussion with her about it. Having said all of that. I think it might be better if I wait patiently for my counselor to return so that I can resume my weekly sessions.