this is one thing I no longer need to do. Before therapy I was queen manipulatore, angry at anyone who dared disturb me from state of being. Some may say but thats ok, but the flip side of that was there Was no room for anyone else, only I had suffered "real" trauma, no one else, I'd post in a way that set that type of thinking up and when responses didn?t enablw me in that then I could turn resentful, my tone would chaNge frim wounded child to narcissitic parent...actually before therapy I use to take great pride in declaring myself mentally ill, thought there was something innocent in it, but from my own experiEnce there is a nastiness involved in mental illness too. I would be drAwn to labels that only siginfied me to be the innocent one, don't my wounds prove I could never hurt anyone? This knowlege alwaya shawdowed me and was Partly the driving force to seek out whi I really was, saint or sinner, not being able to comprehend we aRe all both. I no longer manipulate, and wonder how far down was i? I think back to others who offered their help/insight but I reJected them as they weren't bending to my manipulation, I'd start of all childlike until confronted by their adult self then if that wasn't working I'd b ecome all adult again just to tell them how wrong they were then revert back to my maniPulative childlike self. Yuk is all i can say now and T held firm during this time.