I was telling T how I feel because of my experiences as a child, that holding a knife to someone's throat is the ultimate loving act.
She breathed in when I said that. As if that was such a sad thing to say. I got a feeling of warmth when she did that. Ive learnt from her that feeling too. There's been really sad things I've witnessed and have done that too. Never had any experience of that feeling before T. No one had ever been sad for me as a child.
T has out the human in me