That is interesting that you ended up discussing what you perceive as the yuckiest part of you. The one book my T suggested I read a long time ago talked about how the abuse parasite trys to get us to play the-- You could not possibly love me if you knew "THIS" game. I'm glad your T followed with the, "Nope, still love ya no matter what" response. Try and love that child too treehouse. I know that is easier said than done, but try anyway.