T told me last week that when he sees me, he doesn't think of my story, he thinks of the person in front of him, now.

But I SO get feeling like now that T knows, she will think you're gross, yucky, etc. From the outside, it's SO clear that you're not, but that the people who hurt you are. I know how different it feels from the inside.

Just like T with me, when we talk on PC, I don't think of your story. I think of you, and the things we have in common that we've shared with each other, and how caring and brave you are.

Be gentle with you