It's too difficult to have this part be a part of my life. We remembered her history and it's so painful. It hurts so much to think of everything she went through. T can't help me- now i'm flooded with all these memories ans i don't have any idea what to do or where to go. There's no comfort.
It hurts so much that T said he can't help. Why can't anyone ever help me? i'm sso tired of the struggle and the pain and isolation.

What would you do if there were parts inside that you couldn't live with the minds of?

i don't know what to do.
tears,
kerria