Oh, WOW, zoo. I am so so so so so so sorry

From the outside, it's so obvious that M is the person who has a problem...but I can imagine how you must feel. Telling T the worst parts of what happened to me was the scariest thing i've ever done...because those are the things that make me feel dirtiest, most unworthy, most like I want to just crawl out of my own skin. Having T respond with compassion was HUGE. And having T tell me "when I look at you, that is NOT what I see" was so healing. I am *not* the dirty things that happened to me. I am me.

YOU are not what happened to you. You are zoo, you are loved and good and healing and full of light. That your friend can't see that says way way way more about your friend than about you. In fact, it doesn't say ANYTHING about you. She is in the wrong. YOU are okay.

Ugh. I really feel for you. And I am so so so sorry